This is a song about "Lame guys"

While guys were wastin time credit

And get a hall pass for this class-act shit

Hard to differentiate vaughn and this cocky lame

With a four finger ring like i can't spell my fucking name

And reflect on the rap game, i came

And it makes me feel one way, lame,

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

Playing field ain't levelling the lane

Like a lame ass little bunny

A military mind mean money

Is just so fucking lame.

See dog? rap is my aim

Shame, people dreaming of fame, it's lame

Balling, but it’s not a game

Gangsters are pussies and thugs are lame

Trying to renovate the game