This is a song about "How rapping sucks"

My paper long, yep, you left alone, you gets no fucks

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

And finally, everyone got their own problems

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

Y'all be in love, like the howard crowd

Went from rapping about, what they rapping about

That's gon' make it hard to smile in the futurebut through whatever you see

I began rapping writing my life journey and how i was fighting life's cruelty,

Fuck 2dopeboyz, all them niggas bitches

Start rapping cus how bored he is

On the top, was my pops, my momma screamin stop

Your life's sucks, until you get a blowjob,

Leaping in the limelight sucks

Don’t let me talk about the deal ones

And meetin' mr. folarin could get you cardiac problems

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