This is a song about "Lame ass"

And reflect on the rap game, i came

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

Trying to renovate the game

Rap nah man that shit is lame

Then lost my faith again

Retail snappers even is lame

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

I was hyper because i didn't get attention from my real pops

Your songs are so fuckin lame

Your man wale in his own damn lane

Grown men in this game

And your whole crew is lame,

While you were sittin being lame,

Hundred thousand dollars and that’s on champagne

Through all the rain and the pain

I like my thoughts filled with lame