This is a song about "Famous"

All i wanna do is get famous,

Black women hold it down shawty, it's all love

Even the famous know how hard it be

So gon' and be my dealer baby

Bitches cars and clothes depicted to those who are famous

Together all the timethought it was true love

My all gold rolly or the

Famous for his bona,

I have the end goal of becomin' famous,

I'm trying to grow for you, if you can take love

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

Now they fallin off like nutso on above the rim

He's in it for the sportrunnin circles round his

He's not famous, throws pussy fits, obviously brainless

We so famous we don't pay stamp tax/

In my own class, bitch i got them cold raps