This is a song about "Asking all them qu"

Ah yo im fucking all them pussies

Niggas wanna know why i'm so nice

Pepe le pew my music

Proved them all wrong right quick.

Well, i have a gram cupcake mix

Hey, die hard, killing all them demons

I get that work from my face

Kill them all, left without a trace,

Hold up, wait, these nikes don't got no date

To all them haters that hate

Dress pimping-like and toast like less when

Everything about me tops all of them

Sometimes i feel like i really want to punch them all

Niggas is kemba walker tryna see me pitfall

Ok, black panamera, dash on a million

Im destroying them all with one rap done