This is a song about "Warlord of rap eat wack rappers"

Underrated some would say

You wack rappers can go lay

Just tell me that i ever meant anything

I'm not one of those rappers that don't rap with meaning,

Wack rappers... are a crime on the beat

Me and my peeps often meet

Go to hell, i mean that, burn you like green backs

Killin' wack rappers, backstabbin' backpacker fags

Every visit to neimans, i swear don't even see a tag

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

You hear the words coming from my lips bastards

I'm tired of battling these wack ass rappers

But the fifteen credits had a nigga off track

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

But id rather shatter the wack rappers laughter and hope

When i be speaking they be geekin' like i'm giving bitches dope