This is a song about "Fame peaple music towns"

Come close, catch a contact, i got a loud pack in my cargo pocket

Rocking pieces on the transit, got a legal wall now the towns tryna ban it,

Chips, chocolate, pop, popcorn and music

Snappin' necks since '05, ain't gotta prove shit

You were rising straight to fame

Now that's what you call a game

We taking over towns with it

I got some fire and shit

I was so sincere like nas first name

On a ladder straight to fame

Through all the rain and the pain

It wasn't about the fame

I'm passed the hall of fame,

Balling, but it’s not a game

Can't wear grs, i'm pitching cocaine

I dont care about the fame