This is a song about "Making it to hollywood"

And eat about four bowls of some frozen ice cream

Of making it to t.v. with my niggas as a team

And i be talking about me, i do this

Making a how to be successful researches,

I ain't never gonna bow down to your expectations

You making it blatant you're tripping on layman's

Making decisions just to see reactions.

She'll do anything for me, nothing but hits

We think making a bunch of money, is what it means to succeed,

My father's dead, well i don't know, we'll never fucking meet

Harder to escape the jail cells and bills

For a property in hollywood hills

I don't dream about the girls and making it rich,

Hop back in the van and then depart the bitch