This is a song about "All"

Just keep saying:"fuck em all!"

Just as you rose you will fall

Smack 'em out the park, delete their number, that's my last call

The all loving immaculate master of all,

Driver drop me off at dulles im headed to some money

Wasting all my creativity in all this complexity

Is this man alright at all?

By the phone, no call

Family all around, all highs no lows

So while you worry about the hoes

When i'm working for certain, i'm hurting the game

In-spite all this drama all this pain

Hands up, throw me up against the wall

To love me at all at all

Its all political this vote between us all

That’s the same block metta world peace learned to play ball