This is a song about "Lame jokes"

Soak like yoke, yapping non-funny jokes,

Other words, fill ‘em up wit’ holes

The hotels we staying in twelve star

Jokes on you i don't have a car

Straight shots don’t toast champagne

Your songs are so fuckin lame

Your man wale in his own damn lane

Retail snappers even is lame

Rap nah man that shit is lame

I got that goodman game

Hard to differentiate vaughn and this cocky lame

Bitches choosing their excuses: my new car’s to blame

And not a single feature except lil wayne

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

And you wont need him cause ya main man lame

Shit, i use the same line, like i did again