This is a song about "Hype lame"

Man in the mirror, i can’t get my shot again

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

While you were sittin being lame,

Fresh out the plane i couldn't even complain

And it makes me feel one way, lame,

And reflect on the rap game, i came

The hype i create in sensational

Cause it doesn't seem really as simple

Ice melts into rain

Your songs are so fuckin lame

They think they bring that pain

Rap nah man that shit is lame

The world seems strange at times

For sake of hype i break mikes

You don't even know the hype

Cause i feel its right