This is a song about "All"

And the life i live is hell see, i never thought i'd see

Wasting all my creativity in all this complexity

Neither black nor white

You all solidified

And even more alarming is the fact

Stuff it all in, all nice and packed

Loud p.o.t. above y’all, patron at 4 am, fuck the last call

The all loving immaculate master of all,

Bitch, i was born to ball

To love me at all at all

'cuz y'all don't understand i will not lose

Don't act all slick, don't act all smooth!

Yeah, i'mma let the chips fall

Til you can't stand at all

Fuck that now trying get the money

All a futility,