This is a song about "All"

100 million dollar nigga, nigga say my name

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

All a futility,

If you ain't about money

Motherfucking 8 balls, til’ we live at the pool hall

The all loving immaculate master of all,

Yeah, i'mma let the chips fall

When its all said and done, after all

I'mma stop right there and i know you don't care

We’re all over here, their all over there,

It's alright, if it's right

You all solidified

Know you want me to fall

But i can't take it all

Is this man alright at all?

These joints here not found at the mall