This is a song about "Im all about ponies and friendship"

I'm why baby mommas leave

Jokingly scoping to poke ponies

Malcolm x: get yo hand out my pocket

Im not all about that fake shit

And this time im for sure it all about you and i will obey

Young nigga from the bottom and i never had a way

And if he can't learn to love you, you should leave him

Im always high cus its all about location

Imma show you what im all about

Meek milly racked up racked out

Music girls and money yea that's what its all about, all about

But it never rain in california unless the pistols out

Daddy was a kingpin, a couple milli buried

Cause when i'm in the stable all the ponies i will feed

Cause when i'm in the stable all the ponies i will feed

Faith, all you need is the size of a mustard seed