This is a song about "Bars lame"

Is just so fucking lame.

Then lost my faith again

We don't want you with skinny legs and the big ass ass shots

Hot like a cajun dish not like you lame ass pricks cuz you spit bars

Well, brenda's barely got a brain

And you wont need him cause ya main man lame

My block, that's right! heh

Drug dealer shane, lame eh?

They'd rather see us locked in chains, please explain

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

I can make it rain

Rap nah man that shit is lame

Shame, people dreaming of fame, it's lame

I swear i'll never call you bitch again

Your body's right as rain

I like my thoughts filled with lame