This is a song about "All on you"

You all expendable niggas on your sylvester stallone

Once considered a rogue, i was chilling alone

My philosophy is rocks and weed, a partna lean, the glock will squeeze

You will get all the votes probably but know i killed you,my skills fueled on beef

You saw us on the dance floor, you acted all humble,

Rack city, rack city she need a shovel

So when i'm caught in dilemmas i look down "its all on you",

‘cause when it come to winning, convincing is only been a few

Excuse me how the hell do you feel you sit on your ass all day and you mothers

One less hungry mouth on the welfare!"first ship em dope and let em deal to brothers

I saved her number just in case but now it’s case closed

If people shit on you all your life and left you there out cold,

Rolling while im blowing this stash

Sing all you want, just don't drake on they ass

Or the money you spend on all the action

Dirty rotten nigger picked it from a cotton gin