This is a song about "Weak nigga"

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

After that moscato hit

I pray the lord my guns to keep

My skills they are all weak

Sometimes i think, what i need

You say my lines were weak,

Even when y'all deep, y'all still all sweet

And compared to your grammar, i ain't weak

Take cee around town as if everything cheap

I'm about to speak and leave emcees weak,

I'm hot breeze, snot sneeze

Gettin weak all in my knees

Then bossip for gossip, ybf in concrete

You must give up your shit is weak

Kicking swahiliindeed nature feel my first seed

My verve asleep, but verses averse to weak