This is a song about "Lame boy"

And your whole crew is lame,

Straight shots don’t toast champagne

Hey, lookin' boy, what you say lookin' boy

Yo my mommy toy was my pride and joy

Through all the rain and the pain

And it makes me feel one way, lame,

Like a lame ass little bunny

On they twitter writing novels, see

If you hatin on me, you obviously a lame

But i'm a hustler, in my heart, trapped is the game

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

Shame, people dreaming of fame, it's lame

It’s not a game, hold your dame

Is just so fucking lame.