This is a song about "Magazine"

I wanna be featured in a magazine, this diesel, it be my gasoline,

But whatever it is baby hope you pledge to your dreams, forever my queen

It's blacc friday and i'm glad to be black

I used a people magazine as a blunt wrap,

Every week nosy cunts reading a magazine

If i don’t make it, then somebody tell my son screen

People don't condone what they've never seen

But the fame hasn't came 'til i'm on a magazine

Money in a bag, stones be yellow as a cat

I used a people magazine as a blunt wrap,

So you don't got to wonder what i got up on my team

Like a #hustler on the #street or a new #magazine

Banana clip, with the magazine clipp to the side/

And i'm indecisive when the things are light

So i sit here in my room unsigned, waiting for the stars to align on my dream,

But look at me now, cover of billboard magazine, bitches scream wow, this nigga must have cream,