This is a song about "Weak and poor"

A tear down his cheek and his legs feel weak

And 5-0 they work for us, walk the beat

Not for the weak, frail and brittle

Yea it look official

Are the poor and sick and tired who've been fighting too long,

Brown skin or a yellow-bone, dj this my favorite song

Baby girl my stroke official

Not for the weak, frail and brittle

People label me as soft, emotional and poor

I'm acting brand new, let me check my schedule

I don't need a bunch of jewels to show you i'm cool

Such a savage, come and ravage, black or white, rich or poor,

It's poor whites and poor blacks, still they hate each other,

Ain't tryin to fight no war against my brother

The revolution will proceed

And compared to your grammar, i ain't weak