This is a song about "Weak person"

Misdemeanored that twenty bag of weed

And compared to your grammar, i ain't weak

Magic city tipping them

Malcolm is the kind of person

Walkin' down the street like a normal person

No fx, in these doper than sess sessions son

They had a hell of a run

But hey i'm not a person

He been waiting for his connection to come

Change shit and become a better people person

You say my lines were weak,

I say what my mind speak

Climbin up this mountain your weak

Shit, if i was old enough to speak

Smack another person dead

Probably die getting some head