This is a song about "Fame an fortune"

No more money, no more fame

Can't wear grs, i'm pitching cocaine

I’ve seen these young folks sell their souls for fortune and fame,

Arguably retarded cause after sex we stop again

Through all the rain and the pain

And you cant handle our fame,

I’m simply fuckin’ with bitches that know they whole position

The importance of makin a fortune is blown outta proportion

But for you its only a fortune,

And you believe when a rapper wan' be one

My souls worth a fortune like it was shimmering gold

Turn it upside down and open your legs if you're real cold

I'm passed the hall of fame,

Floor seats at that wizards game

It wasn't about the fame

Im courtside, wizard game