This is a song about "You flows wack"

Of your desk stool, until you mess up, then the messiah of rap flows

Best stay away when the door closed, i show up with four hoes

Imma need to know now can a brotha crack

You might think these lines are bad and wack

Than the midnight, this kid's tight, i'll shackle you wack rappers,

See me, i’d rather cut let ya body give birth

You wack rappers can go lay

And my niggas say

Since you been gone shit has been wack

Make a mess outta tracks, got my hat back

Did you call wack, they aint never rollin back,

Shit, that birkin bag make the old dude mad

Flows keep comin at you at the speed of light

Cause everythang gonna be alright

New rappers are copies,how can you say that i'm wack?

With my red p hat, nigga you know we back