This is a song about "Lame old dewberry"

But i'm addicted like cocaine, yeah i know it's lame

Forgetting the seasonslames not in my lane

And i make music for the fuck of it, no fame

That beautiful girls and parties are lame

Thoughts, cause you're an outsider tryna get in brain

And you wont need him cause ya main man lame

Your songs are so fuckin lame

I'm going off the top of the brain

Is just so fucking lame.

You just tryin' to run game

Like a lame ass little bunny

Six-fifty, three hundred my shirt free

Nigga don't know how to rap but i'm in the game

It's a daydream i claim i'm toying the lame

And reflect on the rap game, i came

While you were sittin being lame,