This is a song about "Lame and short"

And i know that your supply

And i will cut it short for i,

Stuntin' for the fuck of it, i ain't with the sucka' shit

Lifes to short and fast its like our minds are getting intruded

I dont fuck around with no lame punks,just go ahead and say my name once,

Cause lord knows, for years i triedand all the other people on my block hate your guts

Gray coupe, whip in momma's name

That beautiful girls and parties are lame

Gangsters are pussies and thugs are lame

Through all the rain and the pain

I ain't fucking mexican, but we can have sex again

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

And reflect on the rap game, i came

And you wont need him cause ya main man lame

Sorry we're not the same, unlike you im not a lame and now you feel the shame.

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