This is a song about "Wanna be a balla"

That he's a wanna-be who's posing and choking

She was so stuck, a fool in love with the wrong thing

And that's reallife that i was aimed to belove by my family tree

But that's not the case with me, i wanna be a rapper so badly,

Ay, i got a dollar and a dream, real niggas on my team

I’m not a wanna be, i got talent know one else has never seen

You wanna be a god instead of a king,

Fuck the fat lady, it's over when all the kids sing

When i ask him for shit, i get no answer, so god is the cancer

I wanna fuck the bitches i never could, i just wanna be a rapper,

I wanna be featured in a magazine, this diesel, it be my gasoline,

Hostile with them hoes, i got a dollar in my pocket plus a dream

And i'm not bragging, i'mma be in her

But now all changed i wanna be a dope rapper