This is a song about "Seb sucks"

Your flow sucks like plastic straws

Best be prepared for the outlaws

That mean im overflowin all you rappin niggas in cups

Gave very less number of fucks and she said drugs really sucks.

It sucks when your competition aint much

Its like my freestyle's cleavage

When love comes callin', don’t love back

That's why it sucks so bad

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

Imma need to know now can a brotha crack

Carlcee magnifies, then sucks you until you're dry

As i take you through a ghetto nigga's lullaby

My paper long, yep, you left alone, you gets no fucks

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

As she goes through the levels

Bubbles and drains, it sucks