This is a song about "Ariel who is lame"

A fuck that we will never give is like our pops

Blalalahhh is all i see when you wrote these lame bars

While you were sittin being lame,

Searching for fortune and fame

Blow up by tonight. but who am i? still running round spitting all these lame lines.

Mic in my handi run like marion barberyou haters on the sidelines

Yeah months in every night she's in tears

This is a battle n who wins is who dares

For a fucking shrink, sheesh, i already got mine

These nigguhs is not who they is online

To money and fame, i changed my nameand played a different game

The radio is lame, and the record labels are to blame, they just want fame

Press, they look at me like i'm a menace

You little bitch knows who it is?

I live my life in tha fast lane

But your lame frame is too easy to tame