This is a song about "Life sucks"

Feeling lucky let me touch your spot

Your life's sucks, until you get a blowjob,

Far from alarmed, i just part wit my problems

Freestyle but that fuckin' rap you wrote, it sucks,

Ho, slut, no love, turn beef to cold cuts

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

Your flow sucks like vacuums / ill step in to your dads room

I'm feelin on that 'rillo till i'm level with the moon

Laylow fuckin sucks at rap and that you should know

Even when the skies is grey, and my money was low

Usually turn out to be the fakest ones

For all you that say my grammar sucks

Speed up, patience, please cause

Your flow sucks like plastic straws

He knew my upbringing it sucks to be a leech

Rollin with my d-o-gs i'm chiefin on some long beach