This is a song about "Fufu lame sh"

Yeah you can his style lame

Wale and we are not the same

Ain't heard dc since sardines came

Shame, people dreaming of fame, it's lame

I rather give you my last to see you live again

I didnt clap yo ass out the game cuz nigga u lame

Who dat, who dat? bitch i got that flame

Gangsters are pussies and thugs are lame

They calling me the hottest in the game

And you wont need him cause ya main man lame

That beautiful girls and parties are lame

Through all that rain, i kept my flame

I kill me just like you from the back you'll see

Illustrate that your lame and your shrouded hourly,

Drug dealer shane, lame eh?

My block, that's right! heh