This is a song about "Alex mallis sucks"

Money got me pulling strings, i got that geppetto dough

Laylow fuckin sucks at rap and that you should know

He knew my upbringing it sucks to be a leech

Young thing said she never been to south beach

Rhyming way too much, god this rap sucks

Where you welcome to problems

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

Beaverton my sneaker game although i never be with ducks

Freestyle but that fuckin' rap you wrote, it sucks,

Don’t let me talk about the deal ones

For all you that say my grammar sucks

Stack up your funds like a million bucks

Your flow sucks like vacuums / ill step in to your dads room

Yeah, them niggas spittin' while i'm dishing out a typhoon

Terribad is one word sucks is another

Fed her acid now the duct tape quacks back at her