This is a song about "Hector sucks"

Stares in my eyes when she sucks my dick

And whack hoes hatin' on key out in public

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

Usually turn out to be the fakest ones

Modern hippie just like hector

And if my mother answer, i'll ask her

And i know your hearts breaking and it sucks huh

No soprano, half black half white, i’m a piano

I do self evaluate, yeah, i know i've got some problems

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

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

And finally, everyone got their own problems

She glammed up behind that eyeliner i know there's tears

What you bust still sucks, an obituary's sanctuary don't make sense

Leave hector this is my sector

The plight of a rapper or whatever