This is a song about "The fame and money will never change where i come from"

Never gonna change till the day i die

You know i want a piece of that pie

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

I just keep telling them about the future, the money and the fame

Bring the hook,i think i need to spark again

Even with the money and the fame

I come from humboldt where we turn dirt into money

That bastard was buzzing like woody so we get it for free

Where the fuck did all these bitches come from,

And she looking for them trees, baby we got some

For the new cats to come and take the fame

Here i go again, falling in love again