This is a song about "Foo foo lame shit"

I get all the fame but you just plain lame

I am marvin with mind, but i listen to wayne

Playing field ain't levelling the lane

While you were sittin being lame,

I swear i'll never call you bitch again

That beautiful girls and parties are lame

Your man wale in his own damn lane

Was it sharon....forget it . its too lame...

I say i’m wrong, you say come again

I like my thoughts filled with lame

Shame, people dreaming of fame, it's lame

I live my life in tha fast lane

Every night i stroke hoes

Lame hair that i gotta oppose.

Gangsters are pussies and thugs are lame

Then we cut, look how she say my name