This is a song about "Life in fame"

He in the back spooked from the fame

And reflect on the rap game, i came

All he wanted was the fame and good life to carry on

Whatever your religion, kiss the ring on the don

With a four finger ring like i can't spell my fucking name

Her heart began to burst in flames, and that’s when she got her fame

So i stay moderately buzzed, fighting the urge

Roll hall of fame even though i walk in the church

As your family dies, and my family rise

I write about your part in my life life life

Y'all all loafin goin through the motion hit me on the rock don't drop no cocaine

Only hall of fame i be inducted in is the alcohol of fame

Like fame in maine is only got fake rappers

Then never touch it, like your goatee it's grown for years