This is a song about "Too weak"

I pray the lord my guns to keep

I hear your vocals your giving it weak

I can always go home and look down my street

My verve asleep, but verses averse to weak

My verve asleep, but verses averse to weak

Pack a bad bitch then i pass it to my nigga meek

I need to beat

You say my lines were weak,

I'm about to speak and leave emcees weak,

I said ain’t nobody fuckin’ with my clique

Gettin weak all in my knees

Right flows down and they might go nice

No days off and i ain't gettin’ sleep

You must give up your shit is weak

Indubitably i'm too street

They cunts think that we are weak