This is a song about "Lame ass"

Baby, ain't saying names but we not the same

You're not gonna get views, if you choose to rap lame

While you were sittin being lame,

My buzz is like cocaine

I turned into something they never became

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

Hoping that hip-hop can surface and go-go again

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

Who dat, who dat? bitch i got that flame

That beautiful girls and parties are lame

Gangsters are pussies and thugs are lame

Forgetting the seasonslames not in my lane

Lame hair that i gotta oppose.

Give me black bitches, white hoes, new clothes

You lame ass worthless faggots thinkin that you perfect

Down to ride to the bloody end, just me and my girlfriend