This is a song about "Lame taylor"

Knock knock, who there? houdini dissappeargot green, john deere. more green, paul pierce

My brain, oh so trippy satans game. fuckin taylor swift an everythings

You know they at home watching lifetime or on the internet

I jam all music from pearl jam, taylor swift, tupac and grateful dead

Time after time, again and again

Gangsters are pussies and thugs are lame

Ain't heard dc since sardines came

And it makes me feel one way, lame,

Then i wait for them days to turn good again

That beautiful girls and parties are lame

My buzz is like cocaine

Rap nah man that shit is lame

And i put that on my name

And your whole crew is lame,

Busta-ass motherfuckers tried to flee

Illustrate that your lame and your shrouded hourly,