This is a song about "Foo foo lame"

And now these geechi mother f-ckers all know my name

Never over, an ending, that's just lame.

Gangsters are pussies and thugs are lame

But now invisible cells around your brain

Past all these glass jaws and assholes that claim

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

Your man wale in his own damn lane

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

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

And you wont need him cause ya main man lame

If you hatin on me, you obviously a lame

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

Not sure how to rhyme but i can bar like foo

There's no connection, so they're not supporting you

Drug dealer shane, lame eh?

My block, that's right! heh