This is a song about "All"

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

Those flashing lights seem to cause a glare

We all understand what it all means

And i ain't spend a minute up in the streets

Yeah, i'mma let the chips fall

Til you can't stand at all

Wasting all my creativity in all this complexity

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

All hopes unreachable

No one notice your struggle

These joints here not found at the mall

Just keep saying:"fuck em all!"

By the phone, no call

To love me at all at all