This is a song about "When you and your family were poor and became famous in an compe"

You'd wish that you were dreamin when i reap and dispell hate

It's way too lateand if i got to die young then it's just my fate

And if you wanna be famous, put your hands in my anus

I've got a paper plane, it's propelling my buzz

To get rich and famous,

On the slow jam of love

So, suicide i perceive, before i slide on that ring

He works hard, and so is the family, even when depressing

Forgot and lost what i became,

So much to say a scrabble game

And burn in hell when it comes to an end.

I like a chick wit big breasts on her chest

I'm official nice, y'all niggas fisher price

As your family dies, and my family rise