This is a song about "All thisgreen"

Is this man alright at all?

By the phone, no call

All a futility,

Took my heart away from money

Bending language rules and all

Hands up, throw me up against the wall

Hopin' that my niggas see

I want it all... all of the money

Til you can't stand at all

Now we must stand tall

All low life's thinking we are all superstars

Rather than buy our songs, they busy cheering the stars

Man in the mirror, i can’t get my shot again

All say they in the game,all liars,all lame.

Just keep saying:"fuck em all!"

Just as you rose you will fall