This is a song about "Yo bars wack"

And goin' half on a motherfuckin' hundred sack

I wish that you could walk that talk but your bars are wack

This meeting just begun, nigga i'm satan's son

Fuck ur wack bars u weak version of a mean person

Them wack niggas too boring

I do the right thing

This raps probably wack

Make the fingers snap

Killin' wack rappers, backstabbin' backpacker fags

Matter fact i am farmer john milkin' cattle tracks

I'm from the tin shacks where mishaps get fixed fast

Yo flow is wack i just can't be cracked

Shook ones get crooked funds for being wack

The jager in my cup is licorice black