This is a song about "Lame clarence"

That ass is fat baby ain't no way to hide your frame

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

It's a shameso much pressure on my brain

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

Nigga don't know how to rap but i'm in the game

But i'm addicted like cocaine, yeah i know it's lame

It’s not a game, hold your dame

That beautiful girls and parties are lame

Live from the lamont's rose

Lame hair that i gotta oppose.

Your man wale in his own damn lane

While you were sittin being lame,

And my niggas all the same

And your whole crew is lame,

Illustrate that your lame and your shrouded hourly,

My bitch likes to cut the dope and bag it for a fee