This is a song about "Rap money fame youtube"

Debut on youtube, let's focus

It's the dc thang, incase you ain't notice

Thinkin you're so good cause you got money, cars, and fame,

Don’t want nothing from a nigga; he all kinds of lame

See i'm not writing for the the fame 'n the money,

And i don’t know why you fuck niggas can’t see

I done lost too many homies to this motherfuckin' game

So nevermind the money. and nevermind the fame.

Talk much shit cause i never had shiti could remember being whupped in class

But i'm only a slave to this rap fame, my face scrambled up in a mash,

Your bitch is a hood bitch you can find up in these streets

You rap about selling weed and money schemes

Just plain pat visions with some sick aim

What influence as nigga money or fame

These girls all aboard, this young money trainhaving since fame shit'll never be the same

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