Magazine

Will you tell me the story?
You know i think i will tell
You the story of my life you don't be
I wanna hear to i was born

But the fame hasn't came 'til
I'm on a magazine
So you don't got to wonder what
I got up on my team my moschino that fire
Bet you never seen that
I used a people magazine as a blunt wrap
And some of the stuff i tried
To do they had never seen
Every week nosy cunts reading a magazine
Murder for murder, the beef recycled is light
Banana clip
With the magazine clipp to the side
But look at me now, cover of
Billboard magazine, bitches scream wow
This nigga must have cream
We've condemned them, locked in
A cell of consumerism, the american dream
I'm the burger king, i gotta have it my way
Just read a magazine that fucked up my day
Okay, so play d, know what i mean
Your career hash tag, a teen magazine
Like a #hustler on the #street
Or a new #magazine
Went to sleep at seven never
Woke up from the dream