This is a song about "Weak people"

This is what the devil plays before he goes to sleep

My verve asleep, but verses averse to weak

Cause too many people got weak ass hearts

Bitches talk to me, and they send you niggas postcards

You say my lines were weak,

Indubitably i'm too street

Look, i know you not gay or nothing

Weak stomach, i need something

So my outlook's dim and my house is eventually without any heat

Lordpapichulo taking over the opposite of weak

Bet i'm heavy with that

Enough that weak bullshit,

J big as a muffler, we puff that meineke weed

People are evil, the weak are feeble, lack meat...