This is a song about "Money alcohol fame"

I'll teach you 'bout equity and real estate honey

Of course i sometimes dream about the fame, the money

Money is the misson/ fame is just a given

And you believe when a rapper wan' be one

Thinkin you're so good cause you got money, cars, and fame,

To this day, the game, will never be the same

Young money, d-town's all star

That hands you weed and alcohol

In exchange he gave a name, fame, money and a lyrical rage

I always judge a book by the cover, never the page

No more money, no more fame

They think they bring that pain

Even with the money and the fame

And my niggas all the same

The red album, lil red shortie, you can't touch her

Fame, money, and girls is what some people desire.