This is a song about "Emma sucks"

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

And meetin' mr. folarin could get you cardiac problems

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

Have you seen ibiza with beaches that look like eva with d cups

Even though she make it hard for me to see you

Your rap is not fresh, its sucks, this fuck's choosin to

Where you welcome to problems

For all you that say my grammar sucks

Laylow fuckin sucks at rap and that you should know

And i did the video for really though

If you're messin' with miss emma you're gonna get deader than thomas edison

I set goals, take control, drink out my own bottlesi make mistakes but learn from every one

And we gon' take it do max but i don't know screech

He knew my upbringing it sucks to be a leech

Carlcee magnifies, then sucks you until you're dry

Fresh to death, when i step, you can hear momma's cry