This is a song about "I m famous"

I wish i was as rich and famous yes that's a confession,

And i got a girlfriend so i'm a keep lying until the verse end, fin

Scram i;m done with you piece of shit boo

It may be not the same for you

So i guess i’m good naira,yoruba love give em my love

I can feel the new people around me just want to be famous

They claim it as their own, africa

I"m ah gut you and the bitch that's with ya

I'm not crazy i 'm doing gods deeds

Get grand slam fans out of they seats

Same thing with this music

This flow so slow, i`m so slick,

I'm touching skies, no puffing lie

I´m so high, my shoes so fly