This is a song about "Far reaching"

I swear, i kinda feel like she's slightly bizarre

Never once thought i'd ever get this far

Originated somewhere really far

Infatuated with becoming a relevant star

You ain't gettin' dough, don't even come around them

Super-rapper reaching heights you will never imagine

To a land far far away

What the feigns say, few roaches you need spray

You the man, fame, here's my man cane, reaching for something

Now mama see that shit on oprah and know that it’s coming

And you can underrate me, but i know what i'm worth

Of errors, exact-o knife receptors reaching sectors

But this shit is still too far

'bout to get my other car

But imma make it far

I guzzle up at the bar