This is a song about "You whack"

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

Rolling a double rhouse full of happiness, weed and drank

Now me and quik gonna show you niggas what it's like on this side

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

Last straw, fuck that, i'm who broke the camel's back

So i guess you could say your flow is whack

Yea my rhymes still are whack

Where the black girls get their weaves back

You and my gat are attached talk whack he'll attack ya

You trying hard to maintain, then go headcause i ain't mad at cha

Here, whack rappers i'll make a promise with you, but first let these lyrics like comets hit you

It feels good putting money in your mailboxi love paying rent when the rent's due

Fucking baton i'm whack, i'm ill, i ain't the nigga to fuck wit, put you in a

Troublesome niggahahaha, troublesome 19-motherfuckin'-96let it be known nigga

You look insanely whack when just a fraction of my tracks run

Beautiful music, painting pictures that be my vision