This is a song about "Me just trying to get rich and famous"

Got all these cats surroundin' me, trying to get a freebie

It ain't nothing to me, i’m who they coming to see

And her mind is amazing, different kind of connection

I wish i was as rich and famous yes that's a confession,

Trying to get me hammered, or what not

I'd rather not live like there isn't a god

Lock my heart up, this is jail, throw away the key

If you're trying to get out, just follow me

They gotta point em out baby

Trying to get with me

That's the window into the sky

Just me trying to skate by

Aspired to be rich and famous, they made it through,

Thats kool-aid, moutain dew, and cris on you