This is a song about "Shoes money ice fame"

No more money, no more fame

Through all that rain, i kept my flame

Why you keep falling from your own shoes?

Its cold as shit in this booth

I swear i'll never call you bitch again

Even with the money and the fame

Rolling in more green than a hole in one

Money is the misson/ fame is just a given

Got my fame, the reputation, and the money.

But respect is more real, and ambition the key

I'm that extreme, so haters complain

Screaming your name. money,power and the fame.

See this what happens when you rap like you ain't no ones favorite

The money and fame coming in due time, old friends like "happy belated"

I'm out bk with these fast girls and all my cash good i miss slow bucks

Destroying a set of lives just for ice, money, and drugs