This is a song about "Sports money hoes school swag rap fame confidence"

I done lost too many homies to this motherfuckin' game

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

I'll never call you bitch again

Even with the money and the fame

Even with the money and the fame

They calling me the hottest in the game

What influence as nigga money or fame

Before i get to t.i.a. i'm sure to make her rain

She glammed up behind that eyeliner i know there's tears

Rap brought me a confidence ina mind state of no consequence

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

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

I’m sayin’ that i know, revealing them most

They talk about the flash clothes, cars, money, cash hoes,

Fame, money, and girls is what some people desire.

You too young and you don't know what i'm fightin' for