This is a song about "All"

Im here to dismember you all

Hands up, throw me up against the wall

When its all said and done, after all

Yeah, i'mma let the chips fall

Niggas is kemba walker tryna see me pitfall

The all loving immaculate master of all,

Now you stuck up in my mothafucking basement all bloody

Wasting all my creativity in all this complexity

I want it all... all of the money

Nothin sweet when i attend, see

The angels sing and i feel like thats my roll call

Its all political this vote between us all

Family all around, all highs no lows

So while you worry about the hoes

Working day or night

You all solidified