This is a song about "Being weak"

Your mouth, i don't need, your legs, you can keep

I'm about to speak and leave emcees weak,

Yeah hail mary full of grace

Because they weak, like seven days.

You aint illest,ya rhythm is weak

Fulfilling voids of broke d-boys sellin' weed

When thugs crynow i lay me down to sleep

You must give up your shit is weak

Nah compared to your grammer, i ain't weak

I can always go home and look down my street

Yours smells weak, and looks cheap

Mmg and that's my clique

Climbin up this mountain your weak

She too bad to pass, so fine i'm gon' speak

Before this rapping, i was trappin', getting work cheap

Lordpapichulo taking over the opposite of weak