This is a song about "Work sucks"

Took her to the club bought her three more bottles

Rhyming way too much, god this rap sucks

And meetin' mr. folarin could get you cardiac problems

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

Bubbles and drains, it sucks

Where you welcome to problems

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

I like hoes that like poles in clean clubs

Wanna see you work your body

Your bitch sucks dick like kobayashi

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

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

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

In a malcolm x shirt chillin' with the ku klux

Freestyle but that fuckin' rap you wrote, it sucks,

Usually turn out to be the fakest ones