This is a song about "Glamour"

Right out the slammer with the fame and glamour

The game's a bitch, ooh we got her

With canons hanging from our necks like it's a mothafuckin' circus

Passing my glamour, everyone taking pictures of me with their cameras!

Aint concerned with the glitz and glamour or clickin cameras

I'm tryna follow money, she tryna fall in love