This is a song about "All"

When its all said and done, after all

You an amateur, they wanna pro to call

Wasting all my creativity in all this complexity

That bastard was buzzing like woody so we get it for free

But i can't take it all

Baby, let me give you a call

As i'm watching the snow fall

Til you can't stand at all

All say they in the game,all liars,all lame.

To this day, the game, will never be the same

By the phone, no call

To love me at all at all

Hopin' that my niggas see

I want it all... all of the money

To love me at all at all

Bitch, i was born to ball