This is a song about "I m weak"

Then never touch it, like your goatee it's grown for years

At 16 years old,i`m bettter than these haters

And compared to your grammar, i ain't weak

Indubitably i'm too street

You just servin yourself, go pull up to pump three

Now i m gonna tell u a real story....

I'm not crazy i 'm doing gods deeds

We gotta find peace and end the war in the streets

I said that i loved you, heartbeats when you get near

I m not making u feel that u r my dear...

This flow so slow, i`m so slick,

Pose, click, pose, click

Half your body laying on my chest

Cos my momma told me dat i m the best!

Hey y'all i''m sick like necrophiliacs in graveyards

Wish you niggas father understood where the condom was