This is a song about "A kid named bohler s raps are whack as fuck"

By a crackhead named june

Self made coming soon

Hope my city is not too far

Fuck friends (as if they are)

Your bars are whack,uneligble for a track,step back

I didn't take my fucking ritalin, this is a hype track

So i turn to look and find out

I'm just a 90's kid n' playing around

Fucking baton i'm whack, i'm ill, i ain't the nigga to fuck wit, put you in a

Splash tha niggaswill i dash your niggasonce i mash these figguzi’ll be badder nigga

Make you holla out my name when a thug nigga ride, can i come inside

Im a heavyweight you got a feather mind,your raps are about as tight