This is a song about "All"

All free, thats all me for real!

But this real, fuck how you feel

To love me at all at all

I'm that nigga y'all - i just ball

I love that hour glass shape you got up on that frame

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

Family all around, all highs no lows

Actually i like a broad that can bag hoes

If a nigga didn't fake like them

There all celebratin'.

Nigga don't know how to rap but i'm in the game

In-spite all this drama all this pain

Driver drop me off at dulles im headed to some money

Wasting all my creativity in all this complexity

Now we must stand tall

Til you can't stand at all