This is a song about "All"

All low life's thinking we are all superstars

Or shift keys or it i placement cause

When its all said and done, after all

Hands up, throw me up against the wall

These joints here not found at the mall

To love me at all at all

Wasting all my creativity in all this complexity

And every woman looking at you knew that you was lucky

This ain't 1992 bullets tumblin' out no nines

But shit it's all mine, at all times

Just as you rose you will fall

Just keep saying:"fuck em all!"

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

I say i’m wrong, you say come again