This is a song about "All"

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

Wasting all my creativity in all this complexity

I'm a son of gun

There all celebratin'.

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

No! it ain't fair, but we all bear and do our share

Feds get involved, i’m slipping off into senegal

The all loving immaculate master of all,

A fuck that we will never give is like our pops

All low life's thinking we are all superstars

By the phone, no call

Just keep saying:"fuck em all!"

Know you want me to fall

To love me at all at all

We all understand what it all means

Don't nobody move when we walk tha streets