This is a song about "Weak nigga"

4-3... yea, remember that please

Gettin weak all in my knees

You say my lines were weak,

We can't catch the beat

As they pass through the glass of my neighbors five deep

I'm about to speak and leave emcees weak,

You aint illest,ya rhythm is weak

My chances were shallow somehow i'm so deep

I hear your vocals your giving it weak

Think it's sweet, think he get money across the street

Pack a bad bitch then i pass it to my nigga meek

Beast with flow just for show i compete with the weak

I'm sharper than shark teeth

Gettin weak all in my knees

I'm on my uk shit

Enough that weak bullshit,