This is a song about "Become famous"

Why cant i be famous

Don't you lie, don't blow my buzz

Bitches cars and clothes depicted to those who are famous

Are you afraid of a thug? and have you ever made love

Too many situations, too many people getting famous

The say they're heartless, but i feel them when they show me love

I hate rap like kramer hate blacks

We so famous we don't pay stamp tax/

Famous for his bona,

Wale, d.c. thats me, huh

The irony in that is that i ain't even that, but you put it those pages

Get up off of my ickday cuz i’m legendary i’ve been famous

And i make music for the fuck of it, no fame

I become psychotic without you, i become insane,

Just let me explain this, why you pick up that stainless

I have the end goal of becomin' famous,