This is a song about "Fame"

Fresh out the plane i couldn't even complain

Even with the money and the fame

Parking lot of the blue flame

Not aiming for big fame

I'm passed the hall of fame,

And my niggas all the same

You were rising straight to fame

You just tryin' to run game

Get the heat ready then i give them that flame

My claim to fame, thats my claim to fame

I live my life in tha fast lane

Where's your wealth? where's your fame?

Imma make it rain

Everybody wants the fame

Even with the money and the fame

Ain't heard dc since sardines came