This is a song about "Jake is lame"

But your lame frame is too easy to tame

Aimin' at them skin headed bitches let it rain

I proclaim my motivation is tamed, board the cho-cho trotting train it's less lame

Let you niggas know milita my gang, mcn if you was thinkin’ it’s a game

And you wont need him cause ya main man lame

Here i go again, falling in love again

But now invisible cells around your brain

Gangsters are pussies and thugs are lame

Drug dealer shane, lame eh?

My block, that's right! heh

And reflect on the rap game, i came

And it makes me feel one way, lame,

Po-po wanna pick his brain, ho's wanna give him brain

But still you have that money, and you come from where pay is lame,

Retail snappers even is lame

See dog? rap is my aim