This is a song about "America sucks"

And every night, believe, we gon' leave with somebody

Miss america the beautiful, to me that's funny

I like hoes that like poles in clean clubs

With a succubus who don't bust, she simply sucks,

Now they mention my nigga with all the greats

When when the economy of america breaks

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

Stack up your funds like a million bucks

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

I do self evaluate, yeah, i know i've got some problems

Bubbles and drains, it sucks

Good kids make bad grown ups

This is what - your style? yeah, well it sucks

And finally, everyone got their own problems

As she goes through the levels

Leaping in the limelight sucks