This is a song about "Optic sucks"

It always fuckin sucks i wanna thank you for the fuckin laughs

Hop over, run backwards, with a knap sack of green supreme hats

Who got three dick sucks straight from your mommy

Six-fifty, three hundred my shirt free

For all you that say my grammar sucks

So i can understand police victims

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

Rhyming way too much, god this rap sucks

You're not usin' your brain

It sucks and is such a shame

Carlcee magnifies, then sucks you until you're dry

Luchador like i been masked but still remain fly

That's why it sucks so bad

She always comin back

Good kids make bad grown ups

Bubbles and drains, it sucks