This is a song about "All"

Yeah, i'mma let the chips fall

To love me at all at all

We all understand what it all means

In private, not public in the streets

Everything i wanted never seem so close

Family all around, all highs no lows

All hopes unreachable

Shout out them strippers who hustle

But shit it's all mine, at all times

I speak to cj often and sometimes

Til you can't stand at all

By the phone, no call

A fuck that we will never give is like our pops

All low life's thinking we are all superstars