This is a song about "Your lyrics are wack"

Damn, they wanna label me a menace

The quack pack are using their wack raps against us

Wack rappers... are a crime on the beat

Hot whips somethin cold on my feet

Stack your caskets my lyrics are magnets to malice on maggots.

And if you disagree, suck a couple pimple-covered dicks

I dont know why you try, your lyrics are a waste

I'm using my tooth bait to get that bitches teeth paste

And every nigga that i hung with just use me for bail

Man your lyrics are so stale, your delivery is frail,

To boast my lyrics are divine

Lady g, willy b in time

Talking about the god you serve

My lyrics are on fire it burns,

Your so wack, i could walk away while your still battlin',

To speak from the soul and just leave it with them