This is a song about "Famous rappers"

I'm in new york now, like akeem and semmi was

If you don't get famous, get infamous,

I ain't used to it, she got that hot love

Momma, i'mma grow one day to be famous

Even the famous know how hard it be

Bitch, they call it motor city

But one day that book will be famous

Maybe i'm on lust well you deserve love

Talk about jesus, you're not as famous as him

Everything got a flaw, we desire perfection

This shit wouldn't happen if famous rappers were dope,

They'd probably find me in the woods hanging from a rope

Couldn’t adapt to naps, i wear caps

We so famous we don't pay stamp tax/

I can feel the new people around me just want to be famous

So i guess i’m good naira,yoruba love give em my love