This is a song about "Weak nigga"

Mmg and that's my clique

You say my lines were weak,

And compared to your grammar, i ain't weak

The revolution will proceed

Im a lyrical genius and every body is weak

Either take me in heaven and understand i was a sheep

The people ain't got shoes for they feet, or food to eat

Beast with flow just for show i compete with the weak

My ex bitch bitter now cause everything sweet

My rhymes are intensely deep 'n yours are just very weak,

Saw puff, i was finna' speak

They say that sleep is for the weak

You must give up your shit is weak

Umm, this lane is open if, if you need