This is a song about "Pain fame"

Different positions, but she still moaning the same

What influence as nigga money or fame

So they could all reach fame

So much to say a scrabble game

Well rick james, maury jane

You can't spit you're way to fame,

I'm going off the top of the brain

Even with the money and the fame

And my niggas all the same

Only those who's currently in fame.

My claim to fame, thats my claim to fame

The bitch badder than any bitch that you name

Gray coupe, whip in momma's name

It wasn't about the fame

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

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