This is a song about "Qwaye sucks"

Your flow sucks like vacuums / ill step in to your dads room

Made some moves, now i'm known to spit december in june

You bulemic, struggling niggas ain’t eating supper

Terribad is one word sucks is another

For all you that say my grammar sucks

I’m a rare one, camo’s and some rare ones

And finally, everyone got their own problems

After i axed the guy who asked why my rappin' sucks.

She got the bomb, i'm talking tick tick

I'm sick of this prick who sucks and fucks a stick

Man, life sucks for me. dat stuff be justified

Body 2 body baby, we gotta do this right

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

Wielding a potato at that the end of the rainbow with a pot o' gold

After i axed the guy who asked why my rappin' sucks.

Swag-er. this is a mixtape about... nothing. not on drugs