This is a song about "Lame bitch"

When i'm working for certain, i'm hurting the game

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

You just tryin' to run game

And your whole crew is lame,

Why don't you take a sip up on this champagne

That beautiful girls and parties are lame

Uh, yeah, hot damn, here we go again

Shame, people dreaming of fame, it's lame

And now these geechi mother f-ckers all know my name

And you wont need him cause ya main man lame

If you hatin on me, you obviously a lame

I've be stressin in the spotlight, i want the fame

We was lookin for change 'til barack came

All say they in the game,all liars,all lame.

Gangsters are pussies and thugs are lame

Can't wear grs, i'm pitching cocaine