This is a song about "Thats whack"

I used to want to be the messiah of rap

When i was young i was told that shit was whack

Ain't even tryna hold back

Yea my rhymes still are whack

My rhymes is wicked my rhymes is whack,

Know what i do: manufacturing crack

That we ain't never had

On the track, cuz your shit is whack

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

A real live tale about a snitch named haitian jack

I'm over being pushed around by whack clowns.

And the blouses of these bitches always end up in my house

Whack or smack worthy, must write regardless

And now it's clear as this promise