This is a song about "All you got"

Her body's been paranormal since buying that pair of titties, look

With all this hatrid, you still got time for all dat drama on ya facebook,

Yeah, uh, where's the love for the sixteen writers

Yo you guys have got my ass hyper with all these cyphers

You may have got all the smarts in your brain

Through all that rain, i kept my flame

You forget the trivial till it's all you got

This the shit that get cripple bitches to hop