This is a song about "Ross sucks"

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

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

Hit strip clubs find bitches with big butts

Rhyming way too much, god this rap sucks

Kirko paint her walls

Your flow sucks like plastic straws

I wouldn't drop that much on rick ross or chris rock

She can only take so much more than her heart got

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

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

Carlcee magnifies, then sucks you until you're dry

Nigga i'm the shit, i've doing this since knee high

Bro's got grudges for money its funny they loved me but rushed to the cold

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

Ross and folarin, couple women

Can’t you see just how long my run