This is a song about "The road to fame"

All this icin i'm ashamed, look like lightnin' in the chain

You ain't a thug just a crushed bug on my windshield on the road to fame,

I'm on the road to the riches.

Yeah, that ain't you love, you can't fool love

Remember pac and biggie to them i say fuck the fame,

But the industry's a lot like, a crap game

Now i've up-graded to taxicab, i'm in the hall of fame,

And showing you and yours that breaking rules is fucking cool again

I'll reclaim the game and bring my name to fame/

Niggas taking shots, don’t know how to aim

I swear i put this shit down without a gimmick or lie

On the road to riches, krs and bdp, and ready to die,

The path to victory's a mirage, the road is just/

As well as supper; then i'll rummage through her ruptured cunt

Up commin its been a long ass road to fame and glory

Who didn't really care to see, or give a damn if she