This is a song about "Money to earn fame to hold glory to gain haters to love"

I've learned how to earn, it wasn't difficult to discern

Member when you had a jheri curl didn't quite learn

Enforce, i'm elegant and

To get to hold your hand

With power puffed in his lyrics, never hurled to earn gimmicks?

It's no drought were i be, bitch no police, here's fire wings

Its irony that haters love to hate me,

I'm leaving you for the last time, baby

Feel like this glory road is coming to an end

Who baby momma's a rat, and who got killed last weekend

Resort to playing before i bring the glory/

Got me counting my blessings, it took me a-d to see

It's a shameso much pressure on my brain

My claim to fame, thats my claim to fame