This is a song about "Whack raps"

The door crack, niggas all black

These whack rappers, rapping whack

Your whack ass raps make your homie ashamed in heaven

Niggas hate us, but we famous so i never blame them

Look, i'm back like niggas on a bus

Whack or smack worthy, must write regardless

Nigga, this how it sound if a truck could rap

Your stuff in the last battle was whack

Issue your warrant, informant, bitch i’ve been a boss

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

I'm over being pushed around by whack clowns.

That doesn't make sense like nigga kids wearing cap and gowns

I'm feelin' like a platter at phillip's when i rap

When i was young i was told that shit was whack