This is a song about "Wanting to be a famous rapper"

I decided to boss up, life's a bitch and i court her

I could be underground and broke, but a better rapper,

That scary love, never get married love

Momma, i'mma grow one day to be famous

You swear the bitch was plantedmy lyrics motivate the planetit's similar to rhythm nation

I just wannabe an inspiration, i want to be known as a rapper of the new generation,

Your the type to act like a rapper,

Wolf gang be on that wrist split splatter

Hitting lines as i hit the beam, to be a famous artist was my dream,

But whatever it is baby hope you pledge to your dreams, forever my queen

Every afternoon not wanting to be around

I'mma be up with them owls, just to see you when you out

Of the very same baby that the virgin mary raised

Enemies wanting to finish me, mind your self as a saint,

Aye jay, 8 grand skins gonna take that

Wanting to battle me? you must be stupid