This is a song about "You whack"

Ha my mojo back

Yea my rhymes still are whack

Thinking about who the fuck your nigga gone serve

I attract static from all you backpacker whack rappers,

Period gonei'm off the hook like cordless phonesmy identity so right

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

Had it with you avid trolls / if you pop up like were gamin' im playin' whack a mole

It'll be a classic bro, u'll die in the clash but no impact will be had on ur plastic soul

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

A good head on her shoulders, i need to feel that

Shades dark as fuck so all i see is black

No need, you know you lack, your whack

So be gone with your whack rhymes, you aint no mc

On that water like islands they ain’t swimmin’ you dig

These whack rappers, rapping whack

Naked woman rub my back