This is a song about "Thats whack"

Maybe ma style kinda bad fag and whack

Nigga ain't bad, see, niggas just had

Your raps are whack, it got me stunned

Put the purp in the blunt

The shit is so bare, my diary isn't hid

Every whack rapper eliminated

With alla this whack shit

And i must admit

I'm trying to grow for you, if you can take love

Whack or smack worthy, must write regardless

When love comes callin', don’t look back

So i guess you could say your flow is whack

I dont rack stacks i got pocket change drug money is whack,

If that, the rest of you niggas get lapped, i sit back