This is a song about "Pull game weak"

In my drawsring, ring, ring

Weak stomach, i need something

Ya’ll be highly obliged when i drop my shit

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

I hear your vocals your giving it weak

And we stumpinbut can't catch the beat

As they pass through the glass of my neighbors five deep

Nah compared to your grammer, i ain't weak

Inferior, but i'm nice

Gettin weak all in my knees

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

I'm about to speak and leave emcees weak,

Redan road, that’s my street

They cunts think that we are weak