This is a song about "You all lame"

I'll tear apart your jaw frame / you're all lame with the simplest lines

Why these broads hear my late call, start rushin' over runnin' lights

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

If you hatin on me, you obviously a lame

Bitch, i ball, ho, you lame, look at my laneys, switchin’ lanes

Bro you are a lame ass faggot, stop posting peoples names

All my friends thought i was lame cause i never tried it

All you fucking bloggin' faggots yappin' up that extra shit

Bet they on my dick tonight, all my women fly as shit, why your bitches scared of heights

Blow up by tonight. but who am i? still running round spitting all these lame lines.

Roll it up and ensure that everything's fat

I'm sorry kid, but you asked for it with that lame ass rap.

Uh, yeah, hot damn, here we go again

While you were sittin being lame,

I just reflect on how i ain't met you, yet boo

To me, i can't blame you hell i think i'm lame too