This is a song about "Moma sucks ass"

My city, growl with me, hootie hoo'ing through the night sky

Carlcee magnifies, then sucks you until you're dry

Your flow sucks like plastic straws

Black fours red drop head doors

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

Can we take shots? what's your flavor? flat drinks we call a cups

When i'm fuckin' and we on cloud nine for that minute

It sucks being a broke-ass scrawny little white dude,

And they so strong they bustin out the flower pot

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

Look, i tried to call it quits

She sucks quick i lick her tits

Cops wanna cuff you, niggas wanna clap you

Your rap is not fresh, its sucks, this fuck's choosin to

It sucks when your competition aint much

Streets is calling square niggas leave a message