This is a song about "William sucks"

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

Can we take shots? what's your flavor? flat drinks we call a cups

And that's a better reason to for me to take advantage with sex

What you bust still sucks, an obituary's sanctuary don't make sense

Shout out my nigga miles

Bubbles and drains, it sucks

Ho, slut, no love, turn beef to cold cuts

Rhyming way too much, god this rap sucks

They claim it as their own, africa

And i know your hearts breaking and it sucks huh

Your flow sucks like plastic straws

I put these poems all in these songs

We popping bottles, it don't stop

Your life's sucks, until you get a blowjob,

It sucks when your competition aint much

Tsa be laughing all them rubbers in your luggage