This is a song about "Chris lame"

That beautiful girls and parties are lame

Thoughts, cause you're an outsider tryna get in brain

That chris brown and rhianna line wasn't yours

I flash smiles at the mean looks

While you were sittin being lame,

Time after time, again and again

Gangsters are pussies and thugs are lame

Tryna get a nigga with a all-star name

Shame, people dreaming of fame, it's lame

Why don't you take a sip up on this champagne

So we can live again

Yeah you can his style lame

"contemplate", i wrote about her

Father christmas, satan, and chris dorner

Shame, people dreaming of fame, it's lame

I wish i’ll never see you again