This is a song about "Fame money girls"

Even with the money and the fame

Playing field ain't levelling the lane

So we can live again

But when it comes to fame

I'm passed the hall of fame/

It’s not a game, hold your dame

Thinkin you're so good cause you got money, cars, and fame,

Cause i'll +bolt+ on usain, i'm too ahead of the game

And if you see a whack artist do more than boo him

Girls, power, money, it ain't my motivation,

Money drug girls which one got me fucked next

Millie on my neck, thumbin through that check

These girls all aboard, this young money trainhaving since fame shit'll never be the same

But i'm a dreamerhave you ever seen a nigga who was strong in the game

Screaming your name. money,power and the fame.

Who do you blame? it's a shame because the man's slain