This is a song about "Tim sucks"

Rails n nails in the air, slow mo, like snails & tim dale's speech impediment.

I'm driving in a stolen truck, and i'm probably fucking drunk

Trying to give them light and a message

It sucks when your competition aint much

Alcohol and booty calls

Your flow sucks like plastic straws

Hit strip clubs find bitches with big butts

Bubbles and drains, it sucks

He knew my upbringing it sucks to be a leech

Young thing said she never been to south beach

Don’t let me talk about the deal ones

Leaping in the limelight sucks

It all started with my mom's ex boyfriend tim

Desire get confused and you could lose your direction

And meetin' mr. folarin could get you cardiac problems

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