This is a song about "Notre dame"

Respond again and insult again call me a lame call me dame,

Rozay told me break a leg no wonder why i care again

When you gotta untame yourself from one dame

And reflect on the rap game, i came

The creator of this shit funk volume dame,

I turned into something they never became

I am marvin with mind, but i listen to wayne

Through the beats fuck the fame i'm still the same you fucking dame

While his fiends for cream well exceeded the dream she once lived for

I am the dame who breaks the face of her mate who became an ogre

And dame said he proud of my newfound honesty

I wear green hats because i'm fortunately lucky

And so the muscle flow is something you can't get no muzzel for

I am the dame who breaks the face of her mate who became an ogre

No bitch ( carl c ) don't rap a dame

Thoughts, cause you're an outsider tryna get in brain