This is a song about "Lame females"

And it makes me feel one way, lame,

And i put that on my name

Lost in the rain

And your whole crew is lame,

Shame, people dreaming of fame, it's lame

Time after time, again and again

So while you worry about the hoes

Lame hair that i gotta oppose.

Back washing to my gang, you don't wanna take a sip

Find 2 females and goblet, and gobble street chocolate

Yall females need a fuckin intervention

Everything got a flaw, we desire perfection

Play hard to get, females get jealous

Here i go again, searching for love

I'm that extreme, so haters complain

Gangsters are pussies and thugs are lame