This is a song about "Money fame"

Of course i sometimes dream about the fame, the money

Did the best i could, raised in insanity

Got my fame, the reputation, and the money.

A happy home, that's my fantasy

These girls all aboard, this young money trainhaving since fame shit'll never be the same

Wrapped in plastic the acid, erased all tracescriminal tactics the rap game

But if you rupture a tendon i bet them feelings change

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

Y'all all loafin goin through the motion hit me on the rock don't drop no cocaine

I just keep telling them about the future, the money and the fame

I'm passed the hall of fame,

Parking lot of the blue flame

So nevermind the money. and nevermind the fame.

It's a shameso much pressure on my brain

Money is the misson/ fame is just a given

And you believe when a rapper wan' be one