This is a song about "Hannah sucks"

Wielding a potato at that the end of the rainbow with a pot o' gold

She sucks my d like a hippie sucks a toad, rappads frozen i better click reload

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

And meetin' mr. folarin could get you cardiac problems

I'm trend-setting, despite of an awful debut

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

Man, life sucks for me. dat stuff be justified

Niggas talk murder, but they ain't gon ride

She sucks quick i lick her tits

Well, i have a gram cupcake mix

Oh how she love the gangstas, they love them green ones

Freestyle but that fuckin' rap you wrote, it sucks,

He knew my upbringing it sucks to be a leech

And then i bounce like cars out in long beach

It sucks when your competition aint much

You so f-full of your-s-self that you just sit and judge