This is a song about "Wack"

You know what that is? that's the shit they call wack!

Into something with swag, nigga, don't be mad

Somebody tell satan that i want my fuckin' swag back

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

But keep them cigarettes away

You wack rappers can go lay

Realest nigga told you that, chloe love me more than rap

This was a quick trash i hope yours is not as wack!

All yall other rappers wack

There's crack, there's crack

Shook ones get crooked funds for being wack

Know what i do: manufacturing crack

Plenty smoke, plenty rolled

These wack bitches getting old

Im avoiding wack bitches

But you hate them navel kisses