This is a song about "Travis is lame"

These girls all aboard, this young money trainhaving since fame shit'll never be the same

This is lame when am i gunna find someone who actually has game

Shame, people dreaming of fame, it's lame

I was so sincere like nas first name

Yeah you can his style lame

Searching for fortune and fame

They'd rather see us locked in chains, please explain

Never over, an ending, that's just lame.

Gangsters are pussies and thugs are lame

Baby, ain't saying names but we not the same

If you hatin on me, you obviously a lame

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

Bitches choosing their excuses: my new car’s to blame

That beautiful girls and parties are lame