This is a song about "Josh sucks at raps"

And all these bitches that i hung with ain’t doing too well

Do you suck more at your raps or dad's dick, i can't tell

While everyone fucking laughs at the raps i make,

Most bitches, niggas gone me real or fake

Look, i'm back like niggas on a bus

At the fact that your raps more monotonous

You keep praying on your break, i hope you got a sling

The way people look at my raps they say "it's sickening!"

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

Don’t let me talk about the deal ones

Bitches spittin their raps at me gingerly, smokin hickory, im a mystery,

Commence to poppin' motherfuckers copy it fatalefficiently i delete then flee

Stops bein hyper, josh its time to act cool...

But me and my brother never made it out school