This is a song about "Wack raps"

Every motherfuckin thing about you is wack

Hit yo ho with a muthafuckin baseball bat

Dead faces keep my money in a body bag

It's actually disastrously bad for the wack

Abusing the fact my skillset confuses the wack

Then i will gladly go back to my emo rap

All yall other rappers wack

You got reason to brag

I got rhymes for days nigga i'm cold

These wack bitches getting old

Can't stand these hacks gettin' cash and contracts for their wack raps

Bitches don't clap with their hands, so i do not talk to my hands