This is a song about "Sucks"

We vegetables, on them record labels

For all you that say my grammar sucks

And take him to a place that i'm sure we all can blow up, boom

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

She sucks quick i lick her tits

They bringing me fish and chips

You're not usin' your brain

It sucks and is such a shame

It sucks being a broke-ass scrawny little white dude,

And i'm the type of muhfucka that'll share you, shoot

He knew my upbringing it sucks to be a leech

Rollin with my d-o-gs i'm chiefin on some long beach

Laylow fuckin sucks at rap and that you should know

I get a rush like i'm tweekin off blow

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

Freestyle but that fuckin' rap you wrote, it sucks,