This is a song about "Weak ass simon"

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

They say that sleep is for the weak

My verve asleep, but verses averse to weak

If you see a bad bitch in the passenger seat

Seen too many of y’all getting money, know my turn coming

You better go home with your weak ass moans, and bitch quit blushing,

These weak ass emcee's got me questioning my sanity.

But if so, i'll take the scorn, indeed happily

Shit, if i was old enough to speak

You must give up your shit is weak

I battle your weak-ass for any fucking price,

And i refuse to camoflauge with other guys

Now, nigga, it’s the prince

Artillery weak with guns

Been out here hustling on these streets, ain't had a chance to speak

Lordpapichulo taking over the opposite of weak