This is a song about "Glam and fame"

All that shit and talk is my claim to fame

Well, brenda's barely got a brain

To this day, the game, will never be the same

Thinkin you're so good cause you got money, cars, and fame,

Cause i’m going out with a fist raised

The fame and game was just gained,

Relax, take ya coat off, and let me getcha name

For the new cats to come and take the fame

Even with the money and the fame

And reflect on the rap game, i came

Screaming your name. money,power and the fame.

Uh, yeah, hot damn, here we go again

They bringing me fish and chips

Gimmie fame and vital organs

Who do you blame? it's a shame because the man's slain

I'll reclaim the game and bring my name to fame/