This is a song about "I got everything"

My mind recieves everything i hear,

East coast, still them w's just raised up for real

Bring everything you got ill help you unpack.

Rolling with the dopest hoes and they don't know i rap

I give up my light like an interracial couple wit a child

They overanalyze everything i fantasized

Oughta eat the bitch with salt and wash it down with a gallon of water

I know everything cause i got power, no more pushin' powder,

That translates into everything i wrote,

And i be good til the fat woman sing a note

It's utterly bologna, so i'm muslim to these rappers

Youve got everything backwards, you dip your soup inside your crackers,

But he don't rule a thing

I put that on everything

And how it feels to feel that feeling

I put that on everything