This is a song about "Lame rymes"

I get all the fame but you just plain lame

Take advice keep it clean don't complain

And your whole crew is lame,

I can make it rain

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

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

So we can live again

Is just so fucking lame.

Big money, i’m talking bad hoes

Lame hair that i gotta oppose.

Who do you blame? it's a shame because the man's slain

If you hatin on me, you obviously a lame

I like my thoughts filled with lame

Searching for fortune and fame

And you wont need him cause ya main man lame

But now invisible cells around your brain