This is a song about "All hail me"

Cause i'm out on motherfuckin bail

Cool like dat, or just a hardhead like hail,

They're all what made me,

Don't worry bout a thang baby

Get ready to hail to the king

I'm activated by the moves your making

Coming down hard like hail, wreckin versse like derail,

If ballin’ was a crime, i’d be in jail

All come from this darkened twin in me.

We get the bread and the crumbs, young money

Remember this face, save me a place, in thug's mansion

Always on my own ass pressurin, rain hail sleet weather in,

And all this mainstream hypocrisy is bothering me,

Shoutout to maybach music, my logic is getting money

Y'all always on that bs and ps i'm takin all things

Oh hail might jesus crucifix the addicts,