This is a song about "How much rap sucks"

Trying to get his life together, or what not

Damn i forgot how much money he got

Moms really getting mad when i call you that

Nigga you got 2 learn how to rap

How much wood could a wood chuck chuck

We're young and we don't give a fuck

Swift-made switch blades made a big incision in him

How i ever got in so much pummelin',

It sucks when your competition aint much

We skip right to fucking, they call you to do lunch

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

I don't mean to matthew kemp you, but shit you

Rap so much, make niggas sick

But they say we ain't big