This is a song about "Fame and money"

Savin' up 24 bullets with gun

Fuck hollywood fuck fame and fortune

I’m a bad boy, bitch, ask puff, sip ciroc its my last cup

Money come and money go still money problems addin up

Even with the money and the fame

Oh you a muslim now, no more dope game

And induct them into the mothafuckin' rock 'n roll hall of fame

And showing you and yours that breaking rules is fucking cool again

The game changed me into +a different world+ like dwayne wayne

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

Then dipping with the fucking pen to go sin again

I'll reclaim the game and bring my name to fame/

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

Different chef, same pot bro, not guianese buddy

Just plain pat visions with some sick aim

No more money, no more fame