This is a song about "All for you"

She still don't know i made sarah to strangle her

Bolder than all of you, too hot for the cold shoulder.

You can go and smoke pot for all i care.

I run a 4.4, so they won't catch me there

Call me lazy, i ain't your baby

For all the crap, that you did and see

And what remains from a twelve gauge to the brainarguements with my boo is true

I'll fight all the motherfucker for you , protect you , care you

Franky lymon the lime light gets old

You gotta go all day for that gold

That's what i got for all you

Bird gangs, it was birds i flew

They all start feeling sorry for you crying with big red eyes

You ain’t seen nothing yet, bitch, this just my friday ice

End these weak niggas like a mofuckin' friday

I just raped you for pete-sakes, we all lean my way