This is a song about "All in"

There's nothin' like where i come from

Morphine all up in the system

Wood chain with a jesus

Everyday we're all in a rush

And all the wrongs in preventing,

I got bars u lil niggas sell ring

So if you wanna leave

Killin you in all degrees

But the twist in all of this, is, all of my children's,

I don't care who exist, the exorcist moving bricks

They all snakes in the grass

She graduated top of the class

Stuff it all in, all nice and packed

That we can't forget the past