This is a song about "Lame people"

I like my thoughts filled with lame

Uh, yeah, hot damn, here we go again

But i'm a hustler, in my heart, trapped is the game

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

But the industry's a lot like, a crap game

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

And it makes me feel one way, lame,

Then lost my faith again

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

I turned into something they never became

It’s not a game, hold your dame

Why do you call me names that are lame

My block, that's right! heh

Drug dealer shane, lame eh?

Then i wait for them days to turn good again

And you wont need him cause ya main man lame