This is a song about "All the abov"

My all gold rolly or the

Now hey little mama

Or know what its about

All the pain flows throughout

A real life viking, shout out to st. paul

The all loving immaculate master of all,

And panned out, i'm all in love

The fact that it's all bogus

Vomit all on the drapes

Ya'll bullshittin', still goin on dates

Noose around the neck and all, robo-cop has wronged you all,

To get a pair, niggas killed him right in front the mall

But don't expect a ring if you committed to the hustle

All the pain all the struggle, on my brain on my muzzle

And this will be the song that we sing

I regret all the laughing