This is a song about "Lame ass niggaa"

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

Can't control the box, you are no mills lane

We don't want you with skinny legs and the big ass ass shots

Hot like a cajun dish not like you lame ass pricks cuz you spit bars

Things'll never be the same

Your songs are so fuckin lame

I am marvin with mind, but i listen to wayne

And you wont need him cause ya main man lame

Is just so fucking lame.

Parking lot of the blue flame

I just want somebody i can see

Like a lame ass little bunny

I swear i'll never call you bitch again

Gangsters are pussies and thugs are lame

Lame hair that i gotta oppose.

Best believe i'm leaving with more of those