This is a song about "Jose weak"

How could u take on anybody, ur shit is fuckin weak

So my outlook's dim and my house is eventually without any heat

Weak stomach, i need something

And now the present got you struggling

Nah compared to your grammer, i ain't weak

If it's me that catch you, you're fried

That’s why i strike first and the verse cuts deep

You aint illest,ya rhythm is weak

Artillery weak with guns

That was my influence

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

It's cause of you, see, you let him do that

They cunts think that we are weak

Niggas is unifying as we speak

My verve asleep, but verses averse to weak

Think it's sweet, think he get money across the street