This is a song about "All"

There all celebratin'.

Flyer than the rest of them

Need a girl whos tryin' to ball

But i can't take it all

Bending language rules and all

Mirror mirror on the wall

Baby, let me give you a call

To love me at all at all

All low life's thinking we are all superstars

Now my watch fruity colors like trix in a box

Its all political this vote between us all

Maybe later on i'll give you a phone call

And i don’t know why you fuck niggas can’t see

I want it all... all of the money

That we can't forget the past

Stuff it all in, all nice and packed