This is a song about "Pain sucks dick"

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

Hi my name is bob and i work at my job

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

No one seems to understand my struggles, troubled and it sucks,

My paper long, yep, you left alone, you gets no fucks

Your flow sucks like plastic straws

Shots, they back and forth

Stares in my eyes when she sucks my dick

Pitch the rock, mike vick, swag so sick

Carlcee magnifies, then sucks you until you're dry

Them other niggas smoke, they ain't this high

The sun gives light cause it is the window

Laylow fuckin sucks at rap and that you should know

With a succubus who don't bust, she simply sucks,

Oh how she love the gangstas, they love them green ones