This is a song about "Become famous"

To all the frauds stop faking, relax

We so famous we don't pay stamp tax/

But one day that book will be famous

I can teach you all the sounds of love

And now i'm rolling with some cooler niggas i can fuck with

He's not famous, throws pussy fits, obviously brainless

Who knows what the

Famous for his bona,

Cause right now im fellin a little famous

I've got a paper plane, it's propelling my buzz

That scary love, never get married love

I have the end goal of becomin' famous,

Pocket racked up all big faces

All i wanna do is get famous,