This is a song about "Jake is lame"

All the women of color i'm in love with your skin

And this is pointing to the largest lame rapper fraction

The radio is lame, and the record labels are to blame, they just want fame

And showing you and yours that breaking rules is fucking cool again

Nigga don't know how to rap but i'm in the game

If you hatin on me, you obviously a lame

Blalalahhh is all i see when you wrote these lame bars

My driver's out of this world, you playing bumper cars

And it makes me feel one way, lame,

I live my life in tha fast lane

I wish i’ll never see you again

Rap nah man that shit is lame

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

Who feel 9 to 5, seeing me again

I've be stressin in the spotlight, i want the fame

That beautiful girls and parties are lame