This is a song about "Madison s sucks at volleyball"

But folks just look at ‘em and stare, like they’re holding mac 10’s,

Body holy water blessed, i'm feeling the stress

Your flow sucks like plastic straws

Organized crime, i kill your boss

Gave very less number of fucks and she said drugs really sucks.

That mean im overflowin all you rappin niggas in cups

You couldn't ship gold records if the only copy you pressed was solid gold

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

It´s the battle of life

And when i start to rise

The truth shall be told

S queezys very bold

I'm leaving you for the last time, baby

That´s when i started to rhyme words at the navy