This is a song about "I aint whack"

People call me black but i think it is whack

Rolling with the dopest hoes and they don't know i rap

Be set back, i dont rack stacks i got pocket change drug money is whack,

I'll show you where my rare essence is at, the adolescence of rap

Tats all on my arm, these hoes say i'm that bomb

Just to whack, i shake it off and continue on

And then i laughed so hard, cuz they were so whack

I used to want to be the messiah of rap

I rap from the deep of my hart, i am not fag nor whack

I had the british shows talkin bout bring him back

I have a fervor for the track while i usurper upon the whack

Every visit to neimans, i swear don't even see a tag

See ya plate full

I aint gonna mature,

Cus if your love was all i had

These whack rappers, rapping whack