This is a song about "U whack"

With alla this whack shit

You ain't gon find that

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

I deserve a medal, lap 'em on every track

Your shit is whack, nigga

My all gold rolly or the

Whack rappers bowing down, basically homage is paid,

Churches with dirty pastors my people pass the collection plate

Oaktown still in the motherfuckin house

I'm over being pushed around by whack clowns.

Dumping the whack words making the tower tip

Just pour me a glass of that dark shit