This is a song about "Randy sucks"

Usually turn out to be the fakest ones

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

Got me counting my blessings, it took me a-d to see

Yo i've been doin' this shit, i rhyme with my nigga randy,

It sucks when your competition aint much

I coulda sworn that budweiser can read fruit punch

And this baby daddy, is new to the family

And that goes for don, 420, justin, carl, great, and randy,

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

Can we take shots? what's your flavor? flat drinks we call a cups

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

This is what - your style? yeah, well it sucks

European model white bitch is eating donuts

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