This is a song about "Crespi weed suck at rap"

If it's right tonight, i might bite that

R.y.o.t., you suck at this rap shit,

So the mind they mine don't coincide with mine

Smoking meth, weed and popping pills at the same time

They say i walk around like i got a s on my chest

But this weed make me feel like my life will begin at my end.

At time he may rap nonsense

Wish i could shed all these tears

You rap so bad your girl left you and came to suck my dick,

Listening to aston martin music music

You rap about selling weed and money schemes

Know what they mean, everything ain't what it seems

Do you suck more at your raps or dad's dick, i can't tell

She got a fat ass, she prolly know me well

And i got a girlfriend so i'm a keep lying until the verse end, fin

But im steady tryna get a buzz thats why i suck at operation