This is a song about "Jaylens raps being lame"

You're raps are under arrest for being crap are you stressed

Full of paranoid drug dealers, to the end my friend

Relax, take ya coat off, and let me getcha name

It's a daydream i claim i'm toying the lame

And you wont need him cause ya main man lame

But i'm a hustler, in my heart, trapped is the game

We was lookin for change 'til barack came

And it makes me feel one way, lame,

Then lost my faith again

Your songs are so fuckin lame

Like a lame ass little bunny

Perhaps it's just a fantasy

Shame, people dreaming of fame, it's lame

Balling, but it’s not a game