This is a song about "Lame people"

Well rick james, maury jane

Gangsters are pussies and thugs are lame

And your whole crew is lame,

Parking lot of the blue flame

Lock my heart up, this is jail, throw away the key

Illustrate that your lame and your shrouded hourly,

Retail snappers even is lame

I wanted the money and never the fame

And it makes me feel one way, lame,

Ain't heard dc since sardines came

And you wont need him cause ya main man lame

Who feel 9 to 5, seeing me again

Shame, people dreaming of fame, it's lame

Trying to renovate the game

The game changed me into +a different world+ like dwayne wayne

If you hatin on me, you obviously a lame