This is a song about "Weak mixtapes"

Leave's me weak and im blind

You can search but you'll never find

Then bossip for gossip, ybf in concrete

Them people weak them people weak

Im a lyrical genius and every body is weak

Chrome lips on the forgi's damn near swallowing the street

Gettin weak all in my knees

And all my childhood memories

How come he's not in counseling? fucka's loud while he's sound asleep

Lordpapichulo taking over the opposite of weak

My skills they are all weak

If he does my soul to keep

They cunts think that we are weak

Um, wolf gang, that's the fucking clique