This is a song about "Shit all over my place"

You ain't more street so go suck your mother

Ya got blood all over my front bumper.

Wale, real nigga, where the totem, blowin' bomb haze

Go into your room and find semen all over the place

Cuz we can do this shit all over again.

Cause i ain't really lift weights, i didn't need them

And blood splattered all over my face.

And i just love your flashy ways

And that's jay line i had to quote that

All my niggas still drilling shit

Taking over all my dreams

All that ass in your jeans

Hanging all over the place.

Don't you fall from grace

I bled all over the fucking place worse than an abused whore

Yea this is like a penthouse, served at the top floor