This is a song about "Weak ass simon"

Shout out my nigga reggie bush that just gets you the highs

I battle your weak-ass for any fucking price,

And compared to your grammar, i ain't weak

Outstanding clout, what up greg street

He should of never fucked around with a sick ass nigga like methey call my name out and niggas run

Those weak ass basic already used punch lines are nothing more than a voter optical illusion

For me looks good she said oh you so sweet

Them people weak them people weak

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

Somebody tell justin beiber that i'm fuckin' coming

You know they got me trapped in this prison of seclusionhappiness, living on the streets is a delusion

Those weak ass basic already used punch lines are nothing more than a voter optical illusion

Tried them didn't work, got impossible standards, nothing i ever do works

But here knb my verse is over its your turn spit your weak ass verbs.

Translation cause my life is too sweet

Nah compared to your grammer, i ain't weak