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

E to the t, r-o-i then add another t

What the fuck i look like, saying i'm sorry

Thug life niggas and we be ready for whatever

I don't care about the nice cars and shoes with the leather,

I get all the fame but you just plain lame

So much to say a scrabble game

And i ain't got what it takes

All they care about is the grades,

It wasn't about the fame

Well rick james, maury jane

To be great, i'm giving it all it takes

Rain from my game reign, all i see are lame names,

Wrapped in plastic the acid, erased all tracescriminal tactics the rap game

The radio is lame, and the record labels are to blame, they just want fame

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

My visions that i record, the instruments i adore