This is a song about "All terrain"

We’re all over here, their all over there,

Those flashing lights come from everywhere

Gonna party hard at rail way terrain

With my name on em: that’s a damn shame

When its all said and done, after all

I don’t do nothing but ball

I'm the prototype with a godly protocol

The all loving immaculate master of all,

Hands up, throw me up against the wall

Is this man alright at all?

Family all around, all highs no lows

In front of our building, they was my heroes

All hopes unreachable

A criminal grind mean hustle

I domain over your terrain, then stop! kick you off, pull out my cock,

Yup, im stylin on'emevery girl i meet thinks im hot