This is a song about "Money fame girls"

Funny how money, chains and whips make me feel free

Of course i sometimes dream about the fame, the money

But i'm a dreamerhave you ever seen a nigga who was strong in the game

I just want the money you could have the fame, when was i was in pain you neva came,

Grown men in this game

I dont care about the fame

You fail at life, i'll mug your teachers

Money, mansions, girls and golden retrievers

To money and fame, i changed my nameand played a different game

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

Got my fame, the reputation, and the money.

A single mother with a problem child, daddy free

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

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

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

And all that deep shit i was previously down for