This is a song about "Weak raps"

Yea i'm missin some sleep

My skills they are all weak

I’m way harder than the concrete

You must give up your shit is weak

And compared to your grammar, i ain't weak

As they pass through the glass of my neighbors five deep

Now, nigga, it’s the prince

Artillery weak with guns

Cause you're a weak ass rapper that just raps about hoes

See baby lately seems my life been hell and heaven knows

When thugs crynow i lay me down to sleep

I'm about to speak and leave emcees weak,

You say my lines were weak,

The revolution will proceed

Sorry mr. charlie won't chap dance

I'm a beast with the raps,