This is a song about "I wanna be famous"

And the ladies, they lay me, they crazy

I'm a be what i fucken wanna be

But if you took a second mr. mirror, you would see

I've turned into someone i don't wanna be

I only wanna be heard

My shirt, purple label my shirt

So im like fuck it, im out get on your head

I still alive,but i wanna be dead

And if you wanna be famous, put your hands in my anus

In the clouds looking down, i ain't even in a rush

You get close but no cigar

I wanna be a star

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

And we way too young to know love, maybe not but we don't need no rush

Ripley's believe it or not would tell you that i'm different

My head is too rushed, if i get famous i'll be fucked