This is a song about "Diss fame"

All the bitches know my name

No more money, no more fame

Ain't heard dc since sardines came

Where's your wealth? where's your fame?

From the d-town to the dmv, got all these bad bitches

Don't realize this is a diss

Your body's right as rain

So they could all reach fame

Only those who's currently in fame.

I was so sincere like nas first name

Just plain pat visions with some sick aim

Even with the money and the fame

Down in dallas at the all-star game

My claim to fame, thats my claim to fame

Because this record is only to diss

Hypnotized the masses behind versace glasses