This is a song about "Fuck the fucking fame"

It wasn't about the fame

I got that goodman game

Even with the money and the fame

Just plain pat visions with some sick aim

Remember pac and biggie to them i say fuck the fame,

Givin' 'em a wet, welcome to the house of pain

Oh you a muslim now, no more dope game

He in the back spooked from the fame

And if she have it, she gon' change her blackberry status

Fuck your definition of fame, i bring greatness,

I am not tina, buddy, do not give my window pain

Through the beats fuck the fame i'm still the same you fucking dame

I'm fucking stealing the game takin the fame i'm a criminal,

Feel like the only rapper that look at you with no trouble

Even with the money and the fame

Here i go again, falling in love again