This is a song about "Chevy sucks"

Got the perfect plan to help me get her

Watch ya hide inside your chevy truck cruiser/

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

My paper long, yep, you left alone, you gets no fucks

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

In a malcolm x shirt chillin' with the ku klux

Rhyming way too much, god this rap sucks

Hit strip clubs find bitches with big butts

Smokin heavy like a chevy till i'm level with the moon

Blood, sweat, and tears, it’ll be on your local walmart rack, soon

I can only imagine, uncle bob

Then i switched the grill on the chevy, got a nose job

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

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

For all you that say my grammar sucks

I like hoes that like poles in clean clubs