This is a song about "All"

I got these bitches brewin' inside of my gold pots

All low life's thinking we are all superstars

Family all around, all highs no lows

And yeah we up in stadium, quarterbacking hoes

But shit it's all mine, at all times

Aye, lifes a bitch, and i'm cuffing mines

But i can't take it all

Baby, let me give you a call

Guess that wasn't feasible

All hopes unreachable

Hands up, throw me up against the wall

Im here to dismember you all

Bending language rules and all

Mirror mirror on the wall

To love me at all at all

I don’t do nothing but ball