This is a song about "Weak link"

Just trying to link this music and its roots in the streets,

On award tour, on excursions, i'm a virgin of swap meets

Weak stomach, i need something

I'm the sushi king

Them people weak them people weak

Translation cause my life is too sweet

They link dancers and obey masters like captors

Crystal glasseswe mash on them jealous bastards

Um, wolf gang, that's the fucking clique

Nah compared to your grammer, i ain't weak

If you don't know, maybach is the clique

You aint illest,ya rhythm is weak

My verve asleep, but verses averse to weak

No days off and i ain't gettin’ sleep

We can't catch the beat

You say my lines were weak,