This is a song about "Adidas sucks"

After i axed the guy who asked why my rappin' sucks.

I know howard that college, but uptown has some problems

Carlcee magnifies, then sucks you until you're dry

How high? nigga, higher than the kites they fly

Even when the skies is grey, and my money was low

Laylow fuckin sucks at rap and that you should know

That's why it sucks so bad

No car key and i mean that

On two 5th street rock d's mc's like adidas.

Together all the timethought it was true love

No one seems to understand my struggles, troubled and it sucks,

And meetin' mr. folarin could get you cardiac problems

I chase cheese i get it, nothing but cream i'm getting

If you say my shit sucks, i wont be forgiving

That'll stray pop and put more shells in your top than adidas

Next month i want that plus, money long as your tour bus