This is a song about "Loving the fame"

Came to the uk with one suitcase, they were loving the view

Make daddy proud: i love every one of you

Ice melts into rain

I'm passed the hall of fame,

Now hey little mama

Darkness till the fame huh,

Your body's right as rain

Everybody wants the fame

This is the part where we run hip hop

Cause you loving the way my ollie got pop

Then we cut, look how she say my name

What these girls want is the fame

My nigga banks just be ready for whatever

R.i.p to the victims reach out and take my loving letter,