This is a song about "Blame"

I didn't capitalize your name, you're the one to blame

You in the basement, i'm on the roof again

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

But that was way before i made the dough and met the game

// [who can really blame you?]

What preceded was the clue

It was me to put to blame

Now that's what you call a game

It’s not a game, hold your dame

Kill a nigga quick its not me to blame

Just too much to handle, with no one to blame

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

Niggas that guided me through

// [who can really blame you?]

And the blame somehow or another,

That don’t mean i’ma stunt her