This is a song about "Lame you are"

Gray coupe, whip in momma's name

Why do you call me names that are lame

I ain't fucking mexican, but we can have sex again

But still you have that money, and you come from where pay is lame,

And i make music for the fuck of it, no fame

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

You just tryin' to run game

Yeah you can his style lame

Blalalahhh is all i see when you wrote these lame bars

Got police chasen meto my niggas from old blocks

I am marvin with mind, but i listen to wayne

That beautiful girls and parties are lame

Hit me with those lame ass rhymes that are off topic

I am legend, a snicker dick in a vanilly chick

Hot like a cajun dish not like you lame ass pricks cuz you spit bars

Took a shot, tired of runnin from the niggas and the cops