This is a song about "Blame"

So tell me why are we at war

That you can blame me for

Hundred thousand dollars and that’s on champagne

Deny what? deny that they are the ones to blame

Just too much to handle, with no one to blame

I rather give you my last to see you live again

Playing field ain't levelling the lane

When you lose control im not the one to blame,

Well rick james, maury jane

It was me to put to blame

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

Ur body lookin fo someone to blame

And the blame somehow or another,

Got the perfect plan to help me get her

Straight shots don’t toast champagne

Being broke is to blame