This is a song about "You a whimp"

You couldn't carry a rhyme if i gave you a cup

Like my remy with no juice, you a lot like bishop

You claim you a thug crook a drug cook you ain't it

The best journeyacres of land and swimming pools and all that

Young strugglersracing the clockain't no telling when it all can end

You motherfucking denial you a hypocrite you say you perfect?

You're fucking with me, nigga

Yup you got a lot a

A truck, this is a spin wheel you

The boa know they loving the crew

She told me that the radio's been playing the same song all day long

You aint a threat i smoke you from a bong and blow you out into a thong

Uh, i'm tryna learn something new

How you let a black boy set you