This is a song about "Bars lame"

Gray coupe, whip in momma's name

Never over, an ending, that's just lame.

Ice melts into rain

Is just so fucking lame.

Parking lot of the blue flame

Shame, people dreaming of fame, it's lame

To this day, the game, will never be the same

But i'm addicted like cocaine, yeah i know it's lame

My buzz is like cocaine

I like my thoughts filled with lame

I am marvin with mind, but i listen to wayne

Hard to differentiate vaughn and this cocky lame

Shame, people dreaming of fame, it's lame

With my name on em: that’s a damn shame

It's been nothing but pain

And it makes me feel one way, lame,