This is a song about "Accolades"

A-town, nigga, yeah it's trap city

But look at the accolades these skills brung me

But look at the accolades the skills brung me

Once as a slave who imagined being free

Archaic accolades

I know what it takes

But look at the accolades, these skills brung me

Got some pocket change too, now ya workin' baby

I got plans for you look in the sky baby

But look at the accolades these skills brung me

But they sold jello in the paint

Accolades never to be saved