This is a song about "Starbucks sucks"

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

Have you seen ibiza with beaches that look like eva with d cups

Knowing you can no longer party

Your bitch sucks dick like kobayashi

For all you that say my grammar sucks

We vegetables, on them record labels

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

Yeah, them niggas spittin' while i'm dishing out a typhoon

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

Swag-er. this is a mixtape about... nothing. not on drugs

But is it really cocky if you know that it's true

Your rap is not fresh, its sucks, this fuck's choosin to

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

And meetin' mr. folarin could get you cardiac problems

Every time she catch feelings she go throw away the gloves

Covering their arms with cuts and spending all their money at starbucks