This is a song about "How wack are you"

That bastard was buzzing like woody so we get it for free

All your verses are perjury, how are you gonna murder me?

Hey how you been, are you ready for this shit to begin.

Caught up and slipping for fearing a mcdonald’s position

In the back of a chevy that’s all black

Since you been gone shit has been wack

That doesn't make sense like nigga kids wearing cap and gowns

It's funny how it sounds you bars are lighter than a ounce

Your raps are as wack as dog poo

Would have came back for you

Hmm, knew in my heart you was the same motherfucker bad

To tell the truth most if you lil niggas wack

If that, the rest of you niggas get lapped, i sit back

Every motherfuckin thing about you is wack

Sometimes i think, what i need

Wack rappers... are a crime on the beat