This is a song about "You are my all in all"

That mean im overflowin all you rappin niggas in cups

All of you illiterate joe's are illegitimate thugs

All i ever need are my fans applause

So i went down south but i ended up north

My skills they are all weak

Cause they right down the street

We are all just needles in the hay.

And i be on the block all day

All you are is talk nothing legit

It ain't my place to say and i hear all that

My bones are all flexible

Shout out them strippers who hustle

You internet tough guys are all the same.

I wanted the money and never the fame