This is a song about "Jose weak"

Think we're weak, we've been defeated?

Bad bitches onlygot a sign on my dick

Artillery weak with guns

Guess they ran out of options

You must give up your shit is weak

Um, wolf gang, that's the fucking clique

African queen got what you need

You aint illest,ya rhythm is weak

And all the extra love that you gave mei wish i could take the pain away

Cause lately iv been going by jose n stocking on my prey

Fine women love losers, that treat 'em bad and cheap

A tear down his cheek and his legs feel weak

So i could go help the babyshe could barely speak

My verve asleep, but verses averse to weak

Chrome lips on the forgi's damn near swallowing the street

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