This is a song about "Rejection get there in the end money fame hard work emotional scars"

Even with the money and the fame

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

The game changed me into +a different world+ like dwayne wayne

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

Baby, ain't saying names but we not the same

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

Live in distrust & rejection

You're uncool like my mother kin

But when i get in the rhythm eventually end up spitting

For all the pedicures i've given to their camel toes they bring

Even with the money and the fame

Uh, yeah, hot damn, here we go again

I always judge a book by the cover, never the page

In exchange he gave a name, fame, money and a lyrical rage

And when you fuckin' for the night, you don't need a heart

I step up in the spot, they get to working hard