This is a song about "Price of fame"

I'm passed the hall of fame,

They think they bring that pain

Hopefully i can get in the hip-hop hall of fame

That god isn't finished with me yeti feel his hand on my brain

Shame, people dreaming of fame, it's lame

Niggas taking shots, don’t know how to aim

But the industry's a lot like, a crap game

Flow started like mozart, been through it now for piece of fame,

Hopefully i can get in the hip-hop hall of fame

And not a single feature except lil wayne

Who see a prize to pay a price of exchanging advice

He fathers her only kid that's why my homies let him live

And fame before most of it

So far you nasty, ff-fuck you call that

Then i wait for them days to turn good again

Came from l.a. where they say is the land of the fame