This is a song about "Love sucks"

Lying to yourself, all over an image

It sucks when your competition aint much

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

The day has come, dipset remains the ones

Your flow sucks like plastic straws

And i can't help but stare, cause

As she goes through the levels

Leaping in the limelight sucks

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

Or the fact when the money go up, it won’t stop

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

I do self evaluate, yeah, i know i've got some problems

I like hoes that like poles in clean clubs

Rhyming way too much, god this rap sucks

It sucks and is such a shame

Just plain pat visions with some sick aim