This is a song about "Rae sucks"

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

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

And we gon' take it do max but i don't know screech

He knew my upbringing it sucks to be a leech

The best of the best, emma rae.

I've got so much to say

I'm a rare rat that be hunted by the super cat

Your flow sucks with no rhythm, flows hit you, knock ya back,

Rhyming way too much, god this rap sucks

Stack up your funds like a million bucks

I'm a fucking walking paradox, no i'm not

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

Your flow sucks like plastic straws

It ain't gon' be no back and forth

Stuck her toungue out, flirted, played with his dick

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