This is a song about "Yo rapping sucks"

Went from rapping about, what they rapping about

And i be saying somethin' when i mash out

Your bitch sucks dick like kobayashi

High heel wearer, hell of a body

Your flow sucks like plastic straws

And of course, my car's off course

And i have to say that music keeps me here, by far, the main thing

Let me attract your attention that you're ''singing'' not rapping, not rapping

She sucks my d like a hippie sucks a toad, rappads frozen i better click reload

Truth be told, i'm only seventeen years old, my heart is bold, i keep tryin to stay gold,

Carlcee magnifies, then sucks you until you're dry

Late night hangin out til the sunrise gettin high

Flapjack, ooh he bring

Don't speak when i'm rapping

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

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