This is a song about "Weak and poor"

This is to my unborn child

Leave's me weak and im blind

Im a lyrical genius and every body is weak

Don't murder me murder me, killa a nigga in his sleep

Not for the weak, frail and brittle

I'm the best, even when i'm cynical

Not for the weak, frail, and brittle

Lady at the frank stand will

But me and my brother never made it out school

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

All the while my mom askin' why i'm truant at school

It's an issue affected both the rich and the poor,

Yours smells weak, and looks cheap

Swear i will murk any beat

I’m way harder than the concrete

I'm about to speak and leave emcees weak,