This is a song about "Dad sucks"

Carlcee magnifies, then sucks you until you're dry

Cuz they all broken, why do ghetto birds die

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

I’m a rare one, camo’s and some rare ones

Just plain pat visions with some sick aim

It sucks and is such a shame

Like football your ass smacked dad

You, you, you have to pay for that

Where you welcome to problems

Bubbles and drains, it sucks

Thought you would never let me down, dad?

When that money calls i holla back

For all you that say my grammar sucks

Took her to the club bought her three more bottles