This is a song about "Morgans whack"

While y’all foreplay i punt that, four downs

I'm over being pushed around by whack clowns.

Your stuff in the last battle was whack

Should know i'm winnin that chanel fitted cap

Yeah, the sex in the sack

Yea my rhymes still are whack

It's so hard for civilians, thank god you with a boss

I'm stashin' whack rappers in mattresses under floorboards,

These whack rappers, rapping whack

Bring that shit the fuck back

Your raps are whack, it got me stunned

It's late and you stuck in my basement

High as fuck, no vinny chase, i just need my henny straight

Whack rappers bowing down, basically homage is paid,

And then i laughed so hard, cuz they were so whack

I'm paramount, nigga, i am, and you can't be mad