This is a song about "Niggas full of it"

My real fans gon’ ridegot my own shoe, clothing line

My shit is full of it spending money ten dollars a dime

Our girls is the models

It's full of gold medals,

On the slow jam of love

Boot full of the ounces

You, you, you have to pay for that

This towns full of bull shit

Look, i'm back like niggas on a bus

A book full of blank pages

I'm full of sin and shame

And my niggas all the same

Full of myself, but still hungry

And losin all his money