This is a song about "Being lame"

Im courtside, wizard game

Yeah you can his style lame

Hard to differentiate vaughn and this cocky lame

With a four finger ring like i can't spell my fucking name

Shame, people dreaming of fame, it's lame

I live my life in tha fast lane

Just plain pat visions with some sick aim

Rap nah man that shit is lame

But fuck it, that's chains and ice, social commentary's lame,

I rock awesomley, the offspring of the flawless brings game

Hey, must be the money

Like a lame ass little bunny

Its been a fun day but when one day can become lame

The cloth from which we came me and them is not the same

Illustrate that your lame and your shrouded hourly,

With your flashlight, tell me what do you see