This is a song about "A kid waiting for fame but sees the worth of patients"

My bitches bad, these niggas mad, i guess it's just what the fame brings

So robbing for objects of opulence ain't worth the consequence,

I'm passed the hall of fame,

Straight shots don’t toast champagne

Waiting til the beginning of the month for the check

But my crib was straight ahead, shorty gave me head

I'm passed the hall of fame,

All the bitches know my name

With patients playing, payday for the day gains

To be great, i'm giving it all it takes

Waiting for the seasons to weaken it seems like a good idea

I can eradicate a village if you give me a beat, huh

I'm harder than a pastor's dick when he sees the average kid

That wet wet in my two seaterher nails done, her hair did

She’s a star if i ever seen one

Waiting only for the occasion