This is a song about "Wack rappers"

And put wack rappers on a island with a chain to the neck

Fuck me the monster said, somehow the monster's dead

And attacking faster than foes can change the channel, whoa

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

But id rather shatter the wack rappers laughter and hope

It's ironic they call me a fresh breath no joke

All yall other rappers wack

Yo, i'll bet she be back

Cause i got a big fetish with the feet

Wack rappers... are a crime on the beat

Killin' off everybody at the top, wack rappers,

Usually it's the prophets, ask a cat what really matters

This raps probably wack

There's crack, there's crack

Every motherfuckin thing about you is wack

Go toe to toe when it's time for roll you got a brother's back