This is a song about "All"

There all celebratin'.

If a nigga didn't fake like them

Baby, let me give you a call

But i can't take it all

I'm bi-polar, women know a nigga ain't an enemy

Wasting all my creativity in all this complexity

You all solidified

My uncle pulled me to the side

Those flashing lights seem to cause a glare

We’re all over here, their all over there,

As i light one for ill will

All hopes unreachable

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

Or 5'2" hoopers in light shoes

But shit it's all mine, at all times

We ain't buying cds, we striving to live