This is a song about "Im so famous"

I'll tell you baby that we're through

So im comin back at you

Chanel slippers on my bitches like you go love

Isnt that what made eminem so famous

And im going so fucking nuts

I like hoes that like poles in clean clubs

Say a grown man can separate lust from love

I have the end goal of becomin' famous,

But one day that book will be famous

Pullin' up in trucks, carried off in a bus

I popped him in his knees and shot him, punk.. please..cause cops should mind they business, when we rush

So creepy famous that it's harder to outcast n haters crushed in palms blunted sin in tag hashes

Everybody acting like they're famous

Perhaps it's a musti'm facin cases

You, you and you're saying "shit, i been had that

Listen im so lyrically gifted