This is a song about "You wack"

And oh, i gotta find my way

You wack rappers can go lay

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

Fuck what them niggas saying i hit whoever at bat

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

And ain't it shameful, how niggas blame hoes for givin' birth

Snapple fact: you rather wack

Make the fingers snap

You're startin' shit you can't back up, your wack ass rappin' is flawed

Always keep a goalie on on me, i ain't for that maury talk

I'm just tryna push a porsche, that's white like montana snow

You say your shit is nasty wack but it's just oregano

Flow is wack, you thought hard when you wrote your raps,

Lyrical manslaughter off you and your mans

I can tell you're wack as fuck, and i haven't read you rap yet,

Then it bunny hopped off my shoulder, now my conscience dead