Lame

[Intro: IAME + Sample]
Lame
Yeah, uh-huh
Check, check

[Verse 1]
I walk into the venue, in my backpack is merch
Haters standing on the wall, already casting smirks
Head to the table where I gotta sell CDs and shirts
Someone set up first and left no space for my universe
(Damn, son)
It's a day, I mean night in the damn life
I'm no star, but at least they got my name right
IAME, but for all intents and purposes
I am Lame, it's like the game can sense my worthlessness
I drop a gem, but I nevеr seemed to found one
I'm the two-sidеd Gemini, with myself I'm fightin'
Like, "I got this sewed up, right? Holler at ya boy"
Nah, you and money don't mix like water and oil
Well, then word to BP, Exxon Valdez
Lame will be big, check your blog feeds
I go berserk 'til I'm Zuckerberg with the status
Okay, maybe not, but at least someone's heard me on campus

[Hook]
I don't know what this means to you
You don't know what this means to me
All I'm sharing is my point of view, I'm tryna get from point A to B
And you can judge me, I judge me too
But it don't change what I'm tryna do (What I came to do)
If you don't like it, I ain't blaming you
I've got no problem being Lame to you

[Interlude: Sample]
L (Lame)
A (Lame)
M (Lame)
E (Lame)

[Verse 2]
When it comes to staking chips
There's a list of qualified applicants and my name's been missed
(Lame)
It's not just the theme or an album
It's a lifestyle, not too many cut out for it
But I do the damn thizzle, through the fiscal year [?]
But frugal like Scrooge, might be a stooge
(But if you can't laugh at yourself) Then you're just a douche
And if you're laughing too much it's like a logical of shoes
I didn't choose this, screw excuses
Just give me a Drake-sized check and robotic vocal effect
Give me auto-tune – no, give me autocorrect
For every wrong career move, every little misstep, yep
I've made plenty, though it's hard to accept
Had potential at 20, now they just call me a vet
But lightweight'll say you're old
And something's wrong with your head
It's war to me, tour of duty, I earn my stripes and my cred
Check

[Hook]
I don't know what this means to you
You don't know what this means to me
All I'm sharing is my point of view, I'm tryna get from point A to B
And you can judge me, I judge me too
But it don't change what I'm tryna do (What I came to do)
If you don't like it, I ain't blaming you
I've got no problem being Lame to you

[Verse 3]
If lame to you means the opposite of cha-ching
Drug abuse is the furthest I got in this drug game
Ain't pushing weight just to earn a reputation
Lame would rather play it safe than be residing in the state pen
So much for my dope boy aspirations
I stuffed 'em in a bowl and lit 'em up, shit felt amazing
Was 15 then, kept getting higher
The booze I started consuming a few years prior
But by 17 I was in full swing
(Shrooms, [?], some X, [?])
A'yo, I never tried acid, but it's sort of on my bucket list
Despite the homie's warning, saying I shouldn't fuck with it
I know they're right, plus nowadays I keep it natural
But curiosity, you know how that shit go
A bunch of dead felines can testify
You're better off looking for the nearest exit sign
Goodbye

[Hook]
I don't know what this means to you
You don't know what this means to me
All I'm sharing is my point of view, I'm tryna get from point A to B
And you can judge me, I judge me too
But it don't change what I'm tryna do (What I came to do)
If you don't like it, I ain't blaming you
I've got no problem being Lame to you

[Outro]
Ryan, you're so fucking lame, dude