This is a song about "No fame"

Where's your wealth? where's your fame?

Can't control the box, you are no mills lane

No more money, no more fame

Uh, yeah, hot damn, here we go again

My pistols represent mebust until my rounds emptyback for the street fame

Started with no name his fame started with a spark, then turned to a flame

Your girlfriend want to follow

You want my fame, heck no

Everybody wants the fame

You're not usin' your brain

Wake up, turn on your tv and see my ass again

No one knew his name, now he's showin' you the fame,

Oh look at that wordplay, it's such a killer can bring fame to a no name

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

So much to say a scrabble game

I'm passed the hall of fame/