This is a song about "Almost famous"

Almost all of what i said

If you ain’t got ‘em, then bob your head

Where you belong with your family

Almost lose control, lost sanity

But that was only one time

I've turned out almost fine,

On the slow jam of love

Almost kill and robbed from malice.

How these fake niggas gettin so famous.

She need now, she ain't never needed love

Let me teach you all the sounds of love

Momma, i'mma grow one day to be famous

Everybody acting like they're famous

See my desire for the lust, fucked up what was love

We don't ever make love

Just to make it famous