This is a song about "Chi raq bullies money and fame"

Fresh out the plane i couldn't even complain

And you cant handle our fame,

Enough to drive a man insane, a woman insane

Not the money or the fame, but the writtens with my name

Why don't you take a sip up on this champagne

So nevermind the money. and nevermind the fame.

Of course i sometimes dream about the fame, the money

Two kids, wide hips, found something in her we didn't see

Fuck her friendthen i pass her to the big homiegot a sign on my dick

The money and fame coming in due time, old friends like "happy belated"

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

I'm bi-polar, women know a nigga ain't an enemy

Money is the misson/ fame is just a given

+big daddy+, no +kane+, get the job done

Balling, but it’s not a game

Even with the money and the fame