This is a song about "How rapping sucks"

Carlcee magnifies, then sucks you until you're dry

We havin’ a celebration, love to stay high

Man you never know how rapping goes i got all over the world and different shows

But how could fuckin i cry. i be staying at the roosevelt more than marilyn goes

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,

Evertime i try to speak, they immediatey go into berzerk mode,

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

It sucks when your competition aint much

Lying to yourself, all over an image

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

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

And finally, everyone got their own problems

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

I like hoes that like poles in clean clubs

Rhyming way too much, god this rap sucks