This is a song about "Anderson sucks"

Your rap is not fresh, its sucks, this fuck's choosin to

Let's get off the phone and we can speak when i see you

Your flow sucks like plastic straws

Please hold your applause

For all you that say my grammar sucks

Smoke until i ain't got no lungs

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

Only feel sorry for crack babies and rape victims

Can we take shots? what's your flavor? flat drinks we call a cups

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

Your flow sucks with no rhythm, flows hit you, knock ya back,

Came home shit is real niggas still in the trap

Amen, they say you only live once

Leaping in the limelight sucks

Make room for the groom married to his music

I'm sick of this prick who sucks and fucks a stick