This is a song about "Weak mills"

Wit my kin that i came in wit

Enough that weak bullshit,

No days off and i ain't gettin’ sleep

You aint illest,ya rhythm is weak

Translation cause my life is too sweet

I hear your vocals your giving it weak

Foolish, i be on that new shit

Think we're weak, we've been defeated?

Climbin up this mountain your weak

What do i really need

I pray the lord my guns to keep

You say my lines were weak,

You must give up your shit is weak

The drug that they brain need

By the water, au revoir to my audience

Petrified planking and trending mills