This is a song about "Chaotic sucks"

And i can't help but stare, cause

Your flow sucks like plastic straws

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

And take him to a place that i'm sure we all can blow up, boom

I coulda sworn that budweiser can read fruit punch

It sucks when your competition aint much

Killing these niggas off quick

Stares in my eyes when she sucks my dick

Good kids make bad grown ups

Bubbles and drains, it sucks

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

Far from alarmed, i just part wit my problems

Oh how she love the gangstas, they love them green ones

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

No soprano, half black half white, i’m a piano

And i know your hearts breaking and it sucks huh