This is a song about "All for one and one for all"

One is because we're all different and some are not livin' it

That i'mma pay for with dimes, nickels and quarters and shit

I thort u were the one we had plans together and all

Niggas is kemba walker tryna see me pitfall

Never wanted so bad for 2pac to be alive

One time for all the ni**as that treat me the real life

For all the rappers and skills

She likes the way it hits her lips

I know my calling's worth like phone card

And all it takes is one spark,

They say i'm the one that's in all your nightmares and dreams

Because i'm seventeen, compose my own beats

I left for one summer,

I ain't did shit officer

She got mad i leaned over, i'm nursing her

He cried and beg for help, but no one would answer.