This is a song about "Famous"

Get up off of my ickday cuz i’m legendary i’ve been famous

The irony in that is that i ain't even that, but you put it those pages

Snorin' in the bed with blankets cause my head spin

You not getting famous like macaulay culkin

They getting deals with thier weak buzz

Why cant i be famous

I have the end goal of becomin' famous,

Together all the timethought it was true love

I've got a paper plane, it's propelling my buzz

Bitches cars and clothes depicted to those who are famous

Cause right now im fellin a little famous

Trying to get back to this thing called love

Isnt that what made eminem so famous

So you can see why they mad, look at they status

And ride with a star, yeah i told her that im famous

But you been looking for love in all the wrong places