This is a song about "Fame money"

Can't wear grs, i'm pitching cocaine

My claim to fame, thats my claim to fame

Money is the misson/ fame is just a given

9 months later, new car, can’t afford a son

Screaming your name. money,power and the fame.

They'd rather see us locked in chains, please explain

But when it comes to fame

Bad rap, cuties claim

Even with the money and the fame

Aimin' at them skin headed bitches let it rain

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

I just keep telling them about the future, the money and the fame

Well rick james, maury jane

Only those who's currently in fame.

Fame, money, and girls is what some people desire.

I'm on my grind feeble, my music is either