This is a song about "Rap sucks"

Spray the fifth, gator kicks

She sucks quick i lick her tits

And meetin' mr. folarin could get you cardiac problems

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

The world looking out, they on the front row

Laylow fuckin sucks at rap and that you should know

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

Ain't nothing changed since the sadder day, dig

It sucks when your competition aint much

With rhyming skills, you in amish village

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

He knew my upbringing it sucks to be a leech

We vegetables, on them record labels

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

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

For all you that say my grammar sucks