This is a song about "Moy moy sucks"

It sucks when your competition aint much

Trying to give them light and a message

No fronting cause the coppers is coming, like

Man, life sucks for me. dat stuff be justified

Laylow fuckin sucks at rap and that you should know

But i'm right back cause the fans couldn't wait though

He knew my upbringing it sucks to be a leech

And then i bounce like cars out in long beach

Your flow sucks like plastic straws

Alcohol and booty calls

Bubbles and drains, it sucks

Hit strip clubs find bitches with big butts

Rhyming way too much, god this rap sucks

Where you welcome to problems

That's why it sucks so bad

Can’t you hear that