This is a song about "Becoming a popstar"

I pray the lord my guns to keep

As minds are becoming complete,

Thought you was a cutie, though your booty mad thin

Although this is becoming an obsession,

That id image becoming richer than bill gates

I don't do dishes but i throw away your plates

Got it so wet, it's becoming so soggy

You a lady boss, now you fly free

Becoming a good rapper ain't that easy of a process.

Didn't make it through college, still debating my progress

Listen busters, scarier when i finger fuck her

Of becoming a drug dealer, warm-blooded killer,

Beside her head of course, don't be a fag! this is becoming a gag/

A bunch of fucking wolves and rats having niggers the size of shaq