This is a song about "Lame people"

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

Who dat, who dat? bitch i got that flame

Your songs are so fuckin lame

Now that's what you call a game

Hard to differentiate vaughn and this cocky lame

I’ve seen this young’un on the train, i had to pick his brain

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

I am marvin with mind, but i listen to wayne

Relax, take ya coat off, and let me getcha name

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

Shame, people dreaming of fame, it's lame

Trying to renovate the game

He don't do the same

Yeah you can his style lame

Why do you call me names that are lame

Well rick james, maury jane