This is a song about "Lame people"

The bitch badder than any bitch that you name

I get all the fame but you just plain lame

I am not tina, buddy, do not give my window pain

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

Forgetting the seasonslames not in my lane

And you wont need him cause ya main man lame

Playing field ain't levelling the lane

Gangsters are pussies and thugs are lame

I like my thoughts filled with lame

And i put that on my name

Illustrate that your lame and your shrouded hourly,

I'm a g, and this is something you can't see

Just in case a nigga never see that thrill again

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

If you hatin on me, you obviously a lame

I rather give you my last to see you live again