This is a song about "Blame"

Have they all forgot who made this golf shit hot again

No one left alive is sure where to point the blame,

Knowing theres consequences but cant deal with the blame?

With a four finger ring like i can't spell my fucking name

So it ain't fair for me to throw blame

With my name on em: that’s a damn shame

Then to try to chase these men

But i can't really blame them,

That you can blame me for

I breed 'em like i'm going to war

When the niggas do crime, we the rest to blame,

Girl lemme get them ooh aahs then i gotta catch my plane

I live my life in tha fast lane

Being broke is to blame

Niggas taking shots, don’t know how to aim

Kill a nigga quick its not me to blame