This is a song about "Where are the fucking lame rappers"

Rappers are actors back in the game, just to make a milli,

That bastard was buzzing like woody so we get it for free

My nigga co-bizzy virginia is back

You belong where the rest of the accidents are at

Haters are lame, and they sloppy as seconds

I can teach you all the sounds of love

I know the road i'm taking

Where the kids are raving

Where they are afraid of all the insults

Maybe i'm on lust well you deserve love

Balling, but it’s not a game

Why do you call me names that are lame

Doing time in the pen and your gram's old

Where the floor boards are so cold,