This is a song about "Lame friend"

While you were sittin being lame,

Time after time, again and again

Can't control the box, you are no mills lane

I get all the fame but you just plain lame

Retail snappers even is lame

Straight shots don’t toast champagne

My block, that's right! heh

Drug dealer shane, lame eh?

I thought you were a friend

Plus 11-99 in his muthafuckin' chest

You're not gonna get views, if you choose to rap lame

To this day, the game, will never be the same

Hold my tears i tried my best

Im starving for blood my friend

You were an amazing best friend

Might as well get it off yo’ chest