This is a song about "All you have"

Down in dallas at the all-star game

You may have got all the smarts in your brain

For all my homies in the pen, many peers deadniggas still ballin

Its hard to picture all the places that you think you have been

You have to make it count, remove all doubt

She would throw a pout how i'm showing out

I have a wicked mind that all you rappers lack

Cause you're the worst best girlfriend i ever had

Now you all might have already criticized, that this flow is, elementary

That's gon' make it hard to smile in the futurebut through whatever you see

I wish you luck and if you need me, call

And show me why you deserve to have it all."

You are now face to face with a thorough pharaoh who be down on death row

All you do is try to bloat, but that don't work when you don't have shit to show,