This is a song about "I aint whack"

I may not deny skill so bye will but you're the one who's whack

For everything i lost tell em i want it all back

I aint scared to merk u

South beach fountain blue

I don't know.. what you're lookin' for

I guess i aint a soldier

Except for this whack rapper that i had to face.

Ever since grandma died, everyone parted ways

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

Somebody tell satan that i want my fuckin' swag back

I'd sit back and kick whack flows i punched the door but

He said you're better without him, i'm not the only fuck

I aint gonna mature,

And i don’t need a cure

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

My jordans high-top, snapback fitted cap