This is a song about "Wack rap"

Splice and mash, bite the cash, imagine if all rap was wack,

So if he die, and came back, would he try to save rap

Teach wack rappers how to spell

Let me call that hotel

Bejay is back to smash another wack

Make sure it's mean so them fiends keep on coming back

Passionate in that sack, passionate with this rap

Tired of your wack raps rap beef its past that

And there's no way i can pay you back

Shook ones get crooked funds for being wack

Them wack niggas too boring

Money ain't a thing

This is why her nigga mad

All yall other rappers wack