This is a song about "You whack"

Unload the click-clack to ya fit cap

Dressed in all black, 'cause you whack bastards killed rap.

But still i'm having memories of high speed when the cops crashed

Your ego's whack man/ i'll hit you with a deebo backhand

I'm a geophyte, move under the ground til i can see the light

Before i really bring the fire and sentence you whack ass to hell like

Pouring liquor for my niggas that was killed, send em back

Your rhymes are all whack, there so shit you must of pulled em out of your crack,

You got reason to brag

These whack rappers, rapping whack

And only cheat on my broad if i run out of answers

Whack rappers in the game, you just actors i read you like chapters

I refuse to be another being on this earth

I attract static from all you backpacker whack rappers,

A ghostwriter,you peep it like a whack fan,then try to do the same call you a ghostbiter l

Snakes ain't got enough nuts to replace mesittin in this, livin hell, listenin to niggas yell