This is a song about "Fortune cookie"

Fuck hollywood fuck fame and fortune

So pun... it's no new shit and it ain't no fun

Looka the way the cookie crumbles... its heading you way.

Owed the dope man for his productand he swore if he did not pay

I’m popping now, every other hour, paparazzi come

My shoes cost a fortune paintin these pictures like norman

Now everyone like give this boy a cookie

But if you took a second mr. mirror, you would see

Jealousy inside, make'em wish i diedoh my lord, tell me what i'm livin' for

Bringing paper home an dimes taylored, but my effort an time was the fortune maker,

Family is all i need but indeed them too can run me right up a tree

I think you got an infection sweetie, don't touch me my sweet cookie!

I'm babe ruth in this game, beige coupe in the lane

I’ve seen these young folks sell their souls for fortune and fame,

Everybody wanna talk cause i'm rappin, they askin me what happened

The fortune of a fighter turned phantom as tragic struck his life and