This is a song about "Whack raps"

But once the smoke clears, you right back where you was

Whack or smack worthy, must write regardless

I'm stashin' whack rappers in mattresses under floorboards,

I like to think i write and rap as tighter than some biker shorts

Bet i'm heavy with that

With alla this whack shit

Your whack ass raps make your homie ashamed in heaven

Rectum, i'm like a chromosome i always x them

Red beam on it like kano back, high price for the volcano rap

This a mad world, and im mad max,you a bag girl,your raps are mad whack

You're fired and tired, you can't stay up like a limp dick

Every whack rapper eliminated