This is a song about "Wickers sucks"

And we gon' take it do max but i don't know screech

He knew my upbringing it sucks to be a leech

Your rap is not fresh, its sucks, this fuck's choosin to

To the hood: y'all don't need me, i need you

Smoke until i ain't got no lungs

Leaping in the limelight sucks

Nigga ain't nothing sweet like a kool aid pack

Your flow sucks with no rhythm, flows hit you, knock ya back,

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

I grew up on circuit boys and go-go music

You a lady boss, now you fly free

Your bitch sucks dick like kobayashi

I pull up in that 'rari with them other ones

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

You see dem boys sign me to the scope right

Man, life sucks for me. dat stuff be justified