This is a song about "Weak niggas"

Pluck ya ace, take ya girl, fuck her face

Because they weak, like seven days.

The revolution will proceed

They cunts think that we are weak

Gettin weak all in my knees

I'm hot breeze, snot sneeze

Back down, backing ultra dreams like some bad sleep

You aint illest,ya rhythm is weak

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

Nah compared to your grammer, i ain't weak

So i could go help the babyshe could barely speak

I guess i am what i eat cause like 7 days niggas is weak

Misdemeanored that twenty bag of weed

Beast with flow just for show i compete with the weak

From the back seat, back seat

Yours smells weak, and looks cheap