This is a song about "Suckers"

But these suckers are fakers

It's 14 racks, what i put on that purse

My kicks like my chick, i don’t need to know the numbers

Don't lie to my face and call me dope, other suckers

So i'mma talk about a little bit of that

Running past them other suckers when i overlap.

I normally shred suckers like you but instead....

While everybody got ammunition on deck

New orleans, swag, wild style, foul child, suckers,

Still found a way to get pretty ass girls

I still kill and haunt these suckers like it's amityville

New dough for the new year and i sumo on a rap peer

My mouth is like the sewer, yeah yeah i keep it gutter

Ain't got love for actor suckers and gay lover