This is a song about "Hood fame"

Where's your wealth? where's your fame?

Look around: we the largest in the game

See dog? rap is my aim

You were rising straight to fame

I don't live in the hood

She got that good good

Buy a chick a new bag when she taste good

Call the crib, same number same hood

Past all these glass jaws and assholes that claim

Only those who's currently in fame.

You're not usin' your brain

It wasn't about the fame

Aye, hold your head homie, look

But now your under a hood