This is a song about "All"

The all loving immaculate master of all,

A lion in form, matt leinart when firing the ball

There all celebratin'.

Come get some, you little bum

Don't act all slick, don't act all smooth!

And i snap like bob backlund in the booth

Yeah, i'mma let the chips fall

To love me at all at all

All a futility,

That's why i'm makin' money

As i light one for ill will

All hopes unreachable

I ain't even start yet, this is propane

In-spite all this drama all this pain

Bending language rules and all

Mirror mirror on the wall