This is a song about "Jose weak"

My rhymes are intensely deep 'n yours are just very weak,

As they pass through the glass of my neighbors five deep

When it came to grams it was 90 i fried

They say that sleep is for the weak

Bun b, i’m underground king

Weak stomach, i need something

Them people weak them people weak

Yea i'm missin some sleep

Climbin up this mountain your weak

Sometimes i think, what i need

Okay he’s gone now, roll her eyes when he whispers in her ear

Cause san jose shark in the water and im hungery till the deal

What do i really need

You must give up your shit is weak

I'm in a rare breed, extraordinary league

And compared to your grammar, i ain't weak