This is a song about "Fame peaple music towns"

It wasn't about the fame

Grown men in this game

All the bitches know my name

So they could all reach fame

Can't wear grs, i'm pitching cocaine

I'm passed the hall of fame,

Through all the rain and the pain

My claim to fame, thats my claim to fame

I make elevating music, you make elevator music

Watch me blow like i exhale i excel in this rap shit

Or you can do better on some hate shit

Chips, chocolate, pop, popcorn and music

Baby, ain't saying names but we not the same

My claim to fame, thats my claim to fame

Bitch i can't let goi been strugglin' too long, thuggin' too longand niggas is stealing my shit

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