This is a song about "Jaylon sucks"

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

Far from alarmed, i just part wit my problems

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

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

Saying my flow sucks but i ain't a democrat

I'm feelin' like a platter at phillip's when i rap

To add to the list of beverly hills victims

This is what - your style? yeah, well it sucks

Trying to give them light and a message

It sucks when your competition aint much

Rhyming way too much, god this rap sucks

Smoke until i ain't got no lungs

I swear the pen right across from hell, i can't cry

Carlcee magnifies, then sucks you until you're dry

Best be prepared for the outlaws

Your flow sucks like plastic straws