This is a song about "Your ryhmes are wack"

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

The race war, when it's us against all of them

And i ain't never plan to be famous

The quack pack are using their wack raps against us

Binded between, carryin' the flag for an area that drag

I wish that you could walk that talk but your bars are wack

I know im a wack rapper, whos rhymes are straight out the sewer,

All this flow that i give em, i live by the code and i'll leave her

I bash on your raps and i smash up your ass for your wack shit

I am sick of women treatin' niggas like that lotto ticket

Whatever, your name is wack as hell, so it fits you perfect.

While everybody got ammunition on deck

Your raps are as wack as dog poo

Hey now got a thing for you