This is a song about "Lame people"

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

So don't worry about my motherfucking name

Floor seats at that wizards game

Retail snappers even is lame

That beautiful girls and parties are lame

How i'm brought up, then you probably feel the same

But fuck it, that's chains and ice, social commentary's lame,

I done lost too many homies to this motherfuckin' game

Hard to differentiate vaughn and this cocky lame

Brings alotta joy buggati boy thats lane to lane

All say they in the game,all liars,all lame.

It's a shameso much pressure on my brain

Why do you call me names that are lame

Playing field ain't levelling the lane

Its been a fun day but when one day can become lame

Sang sittin there kickin it with malcolm, 'til the day came