This is a song about "Loving the fame"

Hallow be thy name

I'm passed the hall of fame/

The news is broadcasting celebrity dates 'n' splits and the lack of loving/

With feelingsthis a mans world youngin'the bitches in businessso learn a 'lil something

Looking in the mirror and loving this revolutionary change,

With every stereotype against us like we're trapped in a cage

Playing field ain't levelling the lane

Even with the money and the fame

Hittin your door while your car's spinning, hitting the wall

The all loving immaculate master of all,

Folarin said we 6 million and running

I distributed the dick with infinite loving

I'm passed the hall of fame,

Im courtside, wizard game

Cause you loving the way my ollie got pop

The clientele buy and sell like a pawn shop