This is a song about "All"

Family all around, all highs no lows

With this rap shit, you know i do the fucking most

Got to the end of the tunnel

All hopes unreachable

The all loving immaculate master of all,

I'm so-cal, you so-called rappers need to go call

But i can't take it all

Now we must stand tall

I swear i'll never call you bitch again

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

By the phone, no call

To love me at all at all

All a futility,

Let me rideuntil i get free

And a nose full of chowder, he's choppin' up all the doubters see

Wasting all my creativity in all this complexity