This is a song about "Being a famous singer"

Jealousy inside, make'em wish i diedoh my lord, tell me what i'm livin' for

Ha, there gonna be haters saying im not a rapper but a little singer

Sometimes you buy the ring, with no problems you will love

That's why i bury some more like a famous actress

But it was written in cursive for this king to exist

Nobody here is famous, we just got a common interest.

And nowadays niggas stand behind em like clive davis

Just cause you might have a lot of money doesn't make you famous,

I wanted a brother my mother i told her

His skins white as winter, be a singer,

Go on this sight for a daily basis. i hope one day enough to make me famous.

I popped him in his knees and shot him, punk.. please..cause cops should mind they business, when we rush

It's amazing how i'm raising the bar for the others. i'm not a singer,

And so the muscle flow is something you can't get no muzzel for

I told her i'd grow up to be a famous rapper

I was alerting her just to reinsert in her