This is a song about "Your thought is weak"

Ships that sail to distant places

This what my thought sound is

Coming at me with weak lines your reputation is now tarnished.

And older women put a nigga on their bucket list

Help me pay my little rent, maybe sit in a benz

Flow is wack, you thought hard when you wrote your raps,

Translation cause my life is too sweet

And compared to your grammar, i ain't weak

Niggas is unifying as we speak

I hear your vocals your giving it weak

You must give up your shit is weak

If it's me that catch you, you're fried

But here knb my verse is over its your turn spit your weak ass verbs.

Perfection doesn't exist if it doesn't consume her and the truth hurts