This is a song about "All out"

I threw out all the gifts

I'm a force to be reckoned with

Have all the rappers calling me out all spit a rhyme

I don't shop in the public, ain't finna wait in line

Gorgeous, the funky four horsemen and one more

All your education goes straight out the door

I go all out, cuz am so hardcore.

That's why you'll find her on the floor

I prefer your applause without a handout

Nowadays got it all figured out,

Still straught to figure out all of it

Just pour me a glass of that dark shit

Fuck ya now i can go all out

Is dc in the house, without a doubt

I went all out fool, u paced it

Fuck it turn my mic up a lil bit