This is a song about "Wickers sucks"

Trying to give them light and a message

It sucks when your competition aint much

He knew my upbringing it sucks to be a leech

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

Rhyming way too much, god this rap sucks

I like hoes that like poles in clean clubs

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

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

To add to the list of beverly hills victims

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

For all you that say my grammar sucks

Where you welcome to problems

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

My paper long, yep, you left alone, you gets no fucks

But i'm a different route, hip-hop lyric route

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