This is a song about "How rapping sucks"

Y'all be in love, like the howard crowd

Went from rapping about, what they rapping about

It sucks when your competition aint much

Tsa be laughing all them rubbers in your luggage

From los angee area anytime i'm fucking landing

And compare the way you talked then to how you're rapping

Hmm, knew in my heart you was the same motherfucker bad

When i first started rapping this is how i really spat

Shout out my nigga miles

For all you that say my grammar sucks

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

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

But youre are lyrics just shit and youre rapping sucks my dick

Niggas awful at dressing, they just a'ight at music

Start rapping cus how bored he is

I don't fiend for beef: i eat bitches