This is a song about "Foo foo lame shit"

Don't 'nar confuse, i ain't a friend of you

Not sure how to rhyme but i can bar like foo

And not a single feature except lil wayne

You're not gonna get views, if you choose to rap lame

Shame, people dreaming of fame, it's lame

But now invisible cells around your brain

Your songs are so fuckin lame

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

Your girlfriend trippin' on you

I make impressions like a foo

Givin' 'em a wet, welcome to the house of pain

I get all the fame but you just plain lame

Things'll never be the same

And it makes me feel one way, lame,

I like my thoughts filled with lame

Can't wear grs, i'm pitching cocaine