This is a song about "Famous"

But i guess that shit's just tough love

And that's how you get famous

I told her i'd grow up to be a famous rapper

They'd only be happy with a minstrel actor

Bitches cars and clothes depicted to those who are famous

Next month i want that plus, money long as your tour bus

I got that vicious flow, moncler winter coat

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

In the clouds looking down, i ain't even in a rush

Momma, i'mma grow one day to be famous

You not getting famous like macaulay culkin

Snorin' in the bed with blankets cause my head spin

I have the end goal of becomin' famous,

She need now, she ain't never needed love

We so famous we don't pay stamp tax/

And all she wants is to dance