This is a song about "Your lyrics are whack"

Look how i do it, yo i'm taking you back

Your stuff in the last battle was whack

This a mad world, and im mad max,you a bag girl,your raps are mad whack

Wocky, she's a dancer, walkie-talkie ace for back up like fag

No need, you know you lack, your whack

Yeah, the sex in the sack

The science and the art, africa

Your shit is whack, nigga

Because my lyrics are draggin' your lyrical corpse across the place

One more thing, i hope you understand your impact on our race

See you later, cause baby i'm a player, and all i heard was

Your lyrics suck, while mine are so addicting you'll need syringes.

Your lyrics are devastating, get all happy when you get a text from the bird your dating,

Known to damage and highly flammable like gas stationssorry i left that ass waiting