This is a song about "All"

They're tryin to say that i don't care

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

Rollin' down the four o five

But shit it's all mine, at all times

The all loving immaculate master of all,

Hittin your door while your car's spinning, hitting the wall

Shit, i use the same line, like i did again

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

These joints here not found at the mall

Bending language rules and all

Can barely walk the city streets

We all understand what it all means

By the phone, no call

Til you can't stand at all