This is a song about "Famous"

You not getting famous like macaulay culkin

Snorin' in the bed with blankets cause my head spin

But i pray these everlasting groupies don't fuck up this love

Too many situations, too many people getting famous

My bitch bad, looking like a bag of money

Even the famous know how hard it be

Famous for his bona,

Tell 'em build a boat like noah

Blew the fuck up in gray clouds of thick smoke

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

Make the front popand hit the three wheel motion

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

See my desire for the lust, fucked up what was love

I have the end goal of becomin' famous,

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

And i ain't worried bout a damn thang, with unconditional love