This is a song about "Giv em all"

Kill em all with my stick

Oh your friends are sick

Let's sweat out this alcohol, bet i'm about to ball

Roll on the floor cause i'm gonna rip em all

Roll on the floor cause i'm gonna rip em all

That’s the same block metta world peace learned to play ball

I'm worldwide i'm certified, pop a bottle my cali dime

I school em with my bars and kill em all like it was columbine

Take em all if you let me

Don't worry bout a thang baby

Syllables, skill-a-holic (kill 'em all with)

Quick to socializing with the baddest bitches

Just keep saying:"fuck em all!"

By the phone, no call

Put 'em all in a line

She prefer the dutty wine