This is a song about "All"

Bail was a quarter mill, they put me in a box

All low life's thinking we are all superstars

I also have a cutie to call

Im here to dismember you all

No cadillac, no perms, you can't see

I want it all... all of the money

All a futility,

Took my heart away from money

We all understand what it all means

Mini fourteen stuffed in my denim jeans

The all loving immaculate master of all,

Come and stay with me, oh, where i live? the mall

Like the limbs on ya feet, i suppose

Family all around, all highs no lows