This is a song about "I don t care about fame coz all the rappers are lame"

Fresh out the plane i couldn't even complain

I get all the fame but you just plain lame

Guess it's time to see who really is yo' friendtell me you pregnant and i'm amazed

Building a foundation of fame from all the rappers i've slain 'n' obtained

I roll my dice because i'm all about the numbers and the fame/

To money and fame, i changed my nameand played a different game

I see the bitches calling i just hit ignore

All you heard is aye-pext don t hit me no more/

It wasn't about the fame

And my niggas all the same

And i'm about to fill y'all in on the real

Depressed for years they still don`t know what i feel

You don;t thin anymore

Now we must stand tall