This is a song about "Celebrity money fame"

Man in the mirror, i can’t get my shot again

Thinkin you're so good cause you got money, cars, and fame,

I'm passed the hall of fame,

You just tryin' to run game

See i'm not writing for the the fame 'n the money,

You just servin yourself, go pull up to pump three

Got my fame, the reputation, and the money.

And i got a little big, keep it low key

Im courtside, wizard game

So they could all reach fame

Even with the money and the fame

I was so sincere like nas first name

Fuck you bunch is here, never disrespect my family

Of course i sometimes dream about the fame, the money

In exchange he gave a name, fame, money and a lyrical rage

I always judge a book by the cover, never the page