This is a song about "Wack rappers"

Guns everywhere, like the car came with hammers

Than the midnight, this kid's tight, i'll shackle you wack rappers,

Its been hard an most been wack,

When that money calls i holla back

Matter fact i am farmer john milkin' cattle tracks

Killin' wack rappers, backstabbin' backpacker fags

Actors get smacked, wack rappers will pass the crown,

Barely breathin tryin to keep from gettin shot down

I ain't stoopin' that low, these wack 'rappers' needs classes to blow/

Kids ain't like reggie jackson, nicki barnes their hero

Umm, this lane is open if, if you need

Wack rappers... are a crime on the beat

New rappers are copies,how can you say that i'm wack?

Then i will gladly go back to my emo rap

I eat wack rappers like im from hungary

They gon keep on watching, give em something to see