This is a song about "Being lame"

And now these geechi mother f-ckers all know my name

All say they in the game,all liars,all lame.

I like my thoughts filled with lame

My buzz is like cocaine

Knowing you shouldn't think that way and trying to freeze your brain

Hard to differentiate vaughn and this cocky lame

My block, that's right! heh

Drug dealer shane, lame eh?

And your whole crew is lame,

Things'll never be the same

Here i go again, falling in love again

And you wont need him cause ya main man lame

We was lookin for change 'til barack came

And it makes me feel one way, lame,

Lame hair that i gotta oppose.

Standing flat footed, i’m on my toes