This is a song about "Hating fame"

It's okay to hate the game long as you not player hating

Escobar season begins, so let the semis ring

With your flashlight, tell me what do you see

While you stay hating yourself inwardly.

I see you hating, nigga why you hating

And getting money is the song i sing

My buzz is like cocaine

I dont care about the fame

Your body's right as rain

But when it comes to fame

I say u jus keep hating

I do the right thing

It's been nothing but pain

I'm passed the hall of fame/