This is a song about "All"

But i'mma build it ground up, let's again

In-spite all this drama all this pain

And them hating ass niggas, we ain’t like those

Family all around, all highs no lows

Stuff it all in, all nice and packed

To reds i ain't know how to act

All low life's thinking we are all superstars

Whole lot of cobras with dope like soap bars

To love me at all at all

Know you want me to fall

Spit selvage my nigga, it's in my jeans

We all understand what it all means

He’s tha only one

There all celebratin'.

And still a nigga made it here

All free, thats all me for real!