This is a song about "Lame loser"

Take advice keep it clean don't complain

Retail snappers even is lame

I'm going off the top of the brain

Rap nah man that shit is lame

They claim it as their own, africa

I got nothing to lose, loser i'll bruise ya/

Too afraid of being a loser

I wanted a brother my mother i told her

Gangsters are pussies and thugs are lame

We was lookin for change 'til barack came

Lame hair that i gotta oppose.

Live from the lamont's rose

While you were sittin being lame,

Your man wale in his own damn lane

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

Fresh out the plane i couldn't even complain