This is a song about "Juan is a weak"

Going off on a beat to kakorot you're to weak

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

But if you're not dying don't fucking bother to call me back, i'm sleep

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

How come he's not in counseling? fucka's loud while he's sound asleep

And now its time for me to speak a antique, before i was weak,

Like mgk i have a weak stomach/

In that pretty red dress, let's fuck

Cause they right down the street

They say that sleep is for the weak

And you just wanna tell her everything she might need

I guess i am what i eat cause like 7 days niggas is weak

If your head right, i’ll be there every night

I'm so tired, my will is weak like

Don't murder me murder me, killa a nigga in his sleep

Im a lyrical genius and every body is weak