This is a song about "Asking all them qu"

All im asking is why

I'm touching skies, no puffing lie

People who agreed with you fuck them all,

I'm tellen you one day these suckers gotta fall

Kill them all, left without a trace,

Looking for them better days

Well do the hokey-pokey, and turn that ass around

Put all the pieces together as i strip them all down

Bitches is artificially duck

You pick all off them up

Look, i'm back like niggas on a bus

All them bad bitches tryna look so tough

That's word to ksa i'm trying to make sunnier days

Just all them fucking low life teacher ways.

"what are these wealthy tax breaks that you all are asking of?"

In these new lebron viiis, you are just a witness