This is a song about "Lame rhymes"

Busta-ass motherfuckers tried to flee

Illustrate that your lame and your shrouded hourly,

Damn! you so lame, should i really waste my rhymes?

I'm standing on the field full of land mines

Look around: we the largest in the game

Retail snappers even is lame

Begin to make me feel like a little kid again

Hard to differentiate vaughn and this cocky lame

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

Can't control the box, you are no mills lane

Then dipping with the fucking pen to go sin again

You're not gonna get views, if you choose to rap lame

My block, that's right! heh

Drug dealer shane, lame eh?

Like a lame ass little bunny

The watch cost me 2; your bitch, free