This is a song about "Fame in the game"

The realist in the game

It’s not a game, hold your dame

Bitches choosing their excuses: my new car’s to blame

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

Only hall of fame i'll be inducted in is the alcohol of fame

Wrapped in plastic the acid, erased all tracescriminal tactics the rap game

Remember this fact in the game

Then we cut, look how she say my name

My paper long, yep, you left alone, you gets no fucks

And the way the play the fame game is making me nauseous,

I'm fucking stealing the game takin the fame i'm a criminal,

But don't expect a ring if you committed to the hustle

Only hall of fame i'll be inducted in is the alcohol of fame

And i move across your membrane, you loose against my insane

Have they all forgot who made this golf shit hot again

Hopefully i can get in the hip-hop hall of fame