This is a song about "Weak"

Fine women love losers, that treat 'em bad and cheap

My rhymes are intensely deep 'n yours are just very weak,

My verve asleep, but verses averse to weak

Um, wolf gang, that's the fucking clique

Gettin weak all in my knees

Just know that i'm always

From the back seat, back seat

Them people weak them people weak

Im a lyrical genius and every body is weak

I'm the dream catcher but nothing but nightmares i caught, go to sleep

Leave's me weak and im blind

Better leave it all behind

Saw puff, i was finna' speak

You say my lines were weak,

Enough that weak bullshit,

Killing these niggas off quick