This is a song about "Jon your weak"

And i'mma show you how the south was won

I massacre you while you are on the jon

I battle your weak-ass for any fucking price,

And, yup, i gave lyrics a reason to want to live

A sucker punch, it's weak to make fun of you because your a fag/

Over the edge, yeah i hide in a potato sack

I remember tripping, walking through the set like my glock don’t think

Coming at me with weak lines your reputation is now tarnished.

Will i, succeed, paranoid from the weed

Climbin up this mountain your weak

You say your clever but you lyrics seem to show that you're weak

I never change, i'm like a corpse in a coffin, six feet shit's deep

Get on your knees,let me see how you get weak

I'll tell you true stories, how i coldly hold heat

Yeah, that ain't you love, you can't fool love

Got you weak, i can see it in your lungs