This is a song about "Weak rhyme"

But little old me with the few facts that i speak

My verve asleep, but verses averse to weak

But that was only one time

To blast out that pipebomb rhyme

No rhyme is a bad rhyme

Westside, bitch i run mine

I'm about to speak and leave emcees weak,

Niggas is unifying as we speak

Nah compared to your grammer, i ain't weak

I'm in a rare breed, extraordinary league

Will i, succeed, paranoid from the weed

You aint illest,ya rhythm is weak

But if you're not dying don't fucking bother to call me back, i'm sleep

Lordpapichulo taking over the opposite of weak