This is a song about "Blame and shame"

Sorry we're not the same, unlike you im not a lame and now you feel the shame.

Let you niggas know milita my gang, mcn if you was thinkin’ it’s a game

How i'm brought up, then you probably feel the same

Because your poor and there's no one else to blame

Supportin' my baby girl just like daddy

And it makes me sick to think that you could blame me

For imitatin the off switch like i'm on top of my own

And his father from the shame, had to relinquish his throne..

And blame us when we defend the poor, accused of arrogance,

It's fucking immaculate, the way your daughter smacking dicks

I'm full of sin and shame

Well rick james, maury jane

I am marvin with mind, but i listen to wayne

And in the process some realize their shame

I ain't even start yet, this is propane

Hate drake, love jay and kanye, and blame wayne,