This is a song about "Money and fame and women"

But if you rupture a tendon i bet them feelings change

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

Listen i got mad love for the game and the women

If i ever hand you some weed, it's free, you don't owe me none

And you cant handle our fame,

Gray coupe, whip in momma's name

Even with the money and the fame

And my niggas all the same

We going weed, women and some alcohol

See, i like the person that you are

And they only talk about women

Um, life is a water park, could be fun

We going weed, women and some alcohol

I'm tryna better my chances of becoming a star

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

Who do you blame? it's a shame because the man's slain