This is a song about "Cho sucks"

Your flow sucks like plastic straws

Alcohol and booty calls

She sucks quick i lick her tits

Got stretch marks like she got four kids

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

And meetin' mr. folarin could get you cardiac problems

And naw that ain't your girl, dog, but you be feelin' that chick

But youre are lyrics just shit and youre rapping sucks my dick

I proclaim my motivation is tamed, board the cho-cho trotting train it's less lame

Let you niggas know milita my gang, mcn if you was thinkin’ it’s a game

Where you welcome to problems

Bubbles and drains, it sucks

Permanently focused, learning while i'm going

The lonely ocean sings and the wind sucks the warming air thin,

I gotta know if it's real or not

Your life's sucks, until you get a blowjob,