This is a song about "All that"

But they ain't for rat tat tat-tat tat

Why yap about money, and all that

When my competition ain't much

That we're doin all this damage,

Wu-tang gangbanged it, meth ate

To all them haters that hate

Rack, rack city shit

But that shit all ended/

But most times i'm not, i be lifted

Cause she left all that lipstick

I'm all about that original-ism you, should already know that

I'll show you where my rare essence is at, the adolescence of rap

But it's not like that, but it's not like that, at all

Alright, yeah, nigga, i was in the mall