This is a song about "Weak bitch"

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

So i'm just making sure my verses count for something

My bitches is perfect, i tell 'em boxing for your ass

Bitch come on and come at me with your weak as

My verve asleep, but verses averse to weak

I'm a motherfucking beast see me in your sleep

And now the present got you struggling

Weak stomach, i need something

My verve asleep, but verses averse to weak

My chances were shallow somehow i'm so deep

And compared to your grammar, i ain't weak

If you see a bad bitch in the passenger seat

You must give up your shit is weak

Saw puff, i was finna' speak

They cunts think that we are weak

Even when y'all deep, y'all still all sweet