This is a song about "Rap in general sucks"

Passionate in that sack, passionate with this rap

And tell them bitches we real niggas is bout that

Laylow fuckin sucks at rap and that you should know

Then all i really want is for her to go down low

But more than not, and with prolly a whole lot less than the start

Kneel before general zod this planet's krypton, no asgard, asgard

I'm the general, just makin' sure my soldiers straight

A million home sellers couldn't find a realer state

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

Or maybe its they fault that we ain't holla since june

But there's a devil in the ghetto tryin to tear it apart

Kneel before general zod this planet's krypton, no asgard, asgard

Don’t let me talk about the deal ones

Rhyming way too much, god this rap sucks

Your flow sucks like plastic straws

Best be prepared for the outlaws