This is a song about "All"

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

But i'm a hustler, in my heart, trapped is the game

Just keep saying:"fuck em all!"

Mirror mirror on the wall

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

Gotcha lips baby while i pull your hair

Uhh, got a hundred on the dash, young

There all celebratin'.

You all solidified

And you, you know what i like

Down in dallas at the all-star game

In-spite all this drama all this pain

I don’t do nothing but ball

To love me at all at all