This is a song about "You are so lame"

This the hardest shit you've heard from la this far

So quit talk about how good you are

Got tired of running from the police

Conquering you and your lame clique with ease

Your songs are so fuckin lame

So we can live again

Rain from my game reign, all i see are lame names,

Never the gold, i wanted gold plated chains

Trying to get back to this thing called love

Haters are lame, and they sloppy as seconds

You had a girl's pants off but jacked off? that's so lame, what're you, gay?

But habits have changed and i've been trying to change mine all the way

And you wont need him cause ya main man lame

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