This is a song about "Gambino sucks"

I'm sick of this prick who sucks and fucks a stick

Puts the pieces of decomposing bodies in plastic

How high? nigga, higher than the kites they fly

Carlcee magnifies, then sucks you until you're dry

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

And meetin' mr. folarin could get you cardiac problems

Gave very less number of fucks and she said drugs really sucks.

That mean im overflowin all you rappin niggas in cups

To add to the list of beverly hills victims

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

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

You're my reflection and all i see is you

Your flow sucks like vacuums / ill step in to your dads room

And take him to a place that i'm sure we all can blow up, boom

Fuck, clean up on aisle six

She sucks quick i lick her tits