This is a song about "Zachary tracks are whack"

Can't win with a passive attack

On the track, cuz your shit is whack

And if loving her is wrong then i just know i won't see heaven

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

But i ain’t jacking, i’m chasing dreams

While i make tracks overseas

But until that, i'm just killin' smaller tracks

Or just another one of my black jesus traps

Sorry mr. charlie won't chap dance

Just stops me in my tracks

Tracks hyping bitches and freaks

Cause after all the lights and screams

Honor that i'm guilty of bombing tracks

In my own class, bitch i got them cold raps