This is a song about "My rhymes are whack and your not"

Your raps are whack, it got me stunned

This how i hear it different

Not them 3 girls i got to be destiny's child

I'm readin your shit d, and rhymes are real hard to find

Past times used to to be past whack rhymes and ass lines

Niggas in jerusalem, waitin for signs

My rhymes are magnetic, unsympathetic to your synthetics.

Because that booty mad thick behind your juicy ass lips

My rhymes are biddable, physical, clinical to your health even critical

Disorders and generate horror within' recorders. i'm at my peak, my lyrical

Spit like shoe shine and my rhymes are unique

Misdemeanored that twenty bag of weed

If i could have 25 wives

Not copy and paste rhymes.

See these little niggas rappin' to rap, man i just happen to rap

This a mad world, and im mad max,you a bag girl,your raps are mad whack