This is a song about "Tyre sucks"

Laylow fuckin sucks at rap and that you should know

The sun gives light cause it is the window

A lime to a lemon, remind you of the sky

Carlcee magnifies, then sucks you until you're dry

Beaverton my sneaker game although i never be with ducks

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

Far from alarmed, i just part wit my problems

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

Rhyming way too much, god this rap sucks

Stack up your funds like a million bucks

She sucks quick i lick her tits

Fuck, clean up on aisle six

Fitted, legitted, hardwood classic

I'm sick of this prick who sucks and fucks a stick

This is what - your style? yeah, well it sucks

We vegetables, on them record labels