This is a song about "Weak kid"

The revolution will proceed

They cunts think that we are weak

Climbin up this mountain your weak

Mmg and that's my clique

You gotta breathe and be at ease

Gettin weak all in my knees

Showed it to john mccain, said it wasn't crooked

Quick turning into that cocky kid

Don't dietevery milla fish fridayi'm squad deep

My verve asleep, but verses averse to weak

Translation cause my life is too sweet

They say that sleep is for the weak

Because they weak, like seven days.

Pull up on these 26’s, i’m a vanity slave

But all i really want is a kiss on the cheek

And compared to your grammar, i ain't weak