This is a song about "All of me"

My d & p frizest, they haven't seen the streets yet

All these bitches giving me stress instead of giving me head

He told me he never knew how all of the crackers felt,

The only difference is it comes back, full effect

The art of peer pressure manifests itself in me all night

My uncle doing life, inside prison he wasn't wrapped too tight

She's rejecting all of me, my true self is what i've shown.

Though surrounded by an entourage, i feel like i'm alone

Swear to god man it ain’t a rhyme, i grind for a piece of mine

All thats on me, now go the fuck away and maybe pay, some of your time

The game ain't pretty but i'm reppin' for my city

A load of horse-shit is all it was to me

Everything about me tops all of them

You in the basement, i'm on the roof again