This is a song about "Lame rapper"

Here they keep a rachet close

Lame hair that i gotta oppose.

Rap nah man that shit is lame

See dog? rap is my aim

Drug dealer shane, lame eh?

My block, that's right! heh

You in the basement, i'm on the roof again

And you wont need him cause ya main man lame

Shame, people dreaming of fame, it's lame

Down in dallas at the all-star game

And this is pointing to the largest lame rapper fraction

They label me a backpackin' nigga on fashion

Your man wale in his own damn lane

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

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

Po-po wanna pick his brain, ho's wanna give him brain