This is a song about "Being lame"

If you hatin on me, you obviously a lame

I'm babe ruth in this game, beige coupe in the lane

My buzz is like cocaine

Retail snappers even is lame

So much to say a scrabble game

I get all the fame but you just plain lame

And it makes me feel one way, lame,

Hundred thousand dollars and that’s on champagne

Hallow be thy name

I like my thoughts filled with lame

While you were sittin being lame,

Take advice keep it clean don't complain

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

But i'mma build it ground up, let's again

My block, that's right! heh

Drug dealer shane, lame eh?