This is a song about "Iran sucks"

We vegetables, on them record labels

With a succubus who don't bust, she simply sucks,

Bubbles and drains, it sucks

Smoke until i ain't got no lungs

To getting rich off a dream, i throw it the bag

Your flow sucks with no rhythm, flows hit you, knock ya back,

Laylow fuckin sucks at rap and that you should know

Real recognize real, you need some id to be noticed though

And meetin' mr. folarin could get you cardiac problems

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

But who gives a fuck you here tonight

Man, life sucks for me. dat stuff be justified

Wielding a potato at that the end of the rainbow with a pot o' gold

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

She fly high, high in the sky, ho i can't see you

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