This is a song about "Dont want the fame"

Dont stop till you see that fame, and the pressure seems to fade

Take yo' chick, with no complaints, she say my shit oh so great

Dont stop till you see that fame, and the pressure seems to fade

Mostly cause niggas hate you, tryin to fill up your plate

Together all the timethought it was true love

I want the fame so my words can reach the masses,

With my name on em: that’s a damn shame

I dont care about the fame

Dont want ya to get hurt

I ain't trynna be forward

These niggas dont want no trouble

Lady at the frank stand will

But i'm sorry for the damage i have done

I need the remedy, dont want to look like jackson