This is a song about "Your lame"

Is just so fucking lame.

They think they bring that pain

Shame, people dreaming of fame, it's lame

It’s not a game, hold your dame

And it makes me feel one way, lame,

You just tryin' to run game

E-t-i-h, w's, double d's on her knees

Conquering you and your lame clique with ease

And you wont need him cause ya main man lame

But i'm a hustler, in my heart, trapped is the game

Best believe i'm leaving with more of those

Lame hair that i gotta oppose.

If you hatin on me, you obviously a lame

Then dipping with the fucking pen to go sin again

Rap nah man that shit is lame

Down in dallas at the all-star game