This is a song about "All over me"

Theres blood all over the ground

Baby doll, check it out: i get around

And this drunk white girl is already all over me

Highest form of respect, if you say you're not ready

Hanging all over the place.

Thinking of bliss and the good days

And the v12, that's on various trips

You spit shit, all over importance

The ice ain't really nothing to her

She looks at my dough, drooling all over

Make your bitches' therapist ask for dental records

You can't push me over so i claim all the rewards

We left em a world that's cursed

Heard all over the world

Bitches aint cant get over me

Like hoes down in magic city