This is a song about "Fame isn t the tight thing"

My buzz is like cocaine

It wasn't about the fame

And witness the entire n.w.a. thing

That skate hard, thrash black hoodies, try something

I'm babe ruth in this game, beige coupe in the lane

The same mainstream annoying game deploying fame

Nobody never gave me shit, when i got my first chain

So nevermind the money. and nevermind the fame.

Imma make it rain

I'm passed the hall of fame/

Time ain't on her side

Kicked the chair out, just sit tight

I'm passed the hall of fame,

It's been nothing but pain

I like my hoodies fucked with lame

I dont care about the fame