This is a song about "You hoes lame"

You're not gonna get views, if you choose to rap lame

Relax, take ya coat off, and let me getcha name

We love for a while then a light goes

You see, i spawn flows on these blond hoes

'n' they don’t photograph, nah they don't sex like you

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

Blalalahhh is all i see when you wrote these lame bars

They get mad when i lay up in the porsche box

Look at all the hoes you losing

And my only fear's a wedding ring

Took me a while just to write those

You actin' like i'm out here rapin' hoes

You chasing hoes, we replacing hoes, bag and pass them hoes

And a nigga have ‘em beefin’ on who gon' twist up my new growth

I've be stressin in the spotlight, i want the fame

I get all the fame but you just plain lame