This is a song about "Notre dame"

A slain dame displayed with only torso remains in place

But you never come when you period is five days

I ain't interested in fame

My god damn hottie dame

Yeah, you swear your girl is faithful; everything ain't what it seems

Can only offer them a fraction. of the fame, man what a dame. she keeps

Let you niggas know milita my gang, mcn if you was thinkin’ it’s a game

I am rapping like a real mcee or at least a man, not like a dame

And dame said he proud of my newfound honesty

Cause im on sum g shityoung money

Different positions, but she still moaning the same

This's yo fate, when you seek to play with the fickle dame

I wanted the money and never the fame

The creator of this shit funk volume dame,

You're a shit stain of a dim dame with my disdain and a half grin

So both of our imaginations are creations of the fucking situation