This is a song about "You re rapping sucks"

Frightening, so fucking frightening

You ain’t rapping you're fighting

Carlcee magnifies, then sucks you until you're dry

Can't land little roller, i be keeping the fly

Re-write till my words perfectly are what you recite,

Indulging a meal when a toilet's in sight

If you think filipinos sucks you need a little sensing

I chase cheese i get it, nothing but cream i'm getting

My balls get lubed in oil

My rapping made you soil

Annoyed with you rapping dudes

I go to war, old timbs, battered boots

And hope they like what you rapping,

And this will be the song that we sing

You have no talent, why did you even start rapping

From los angee area anytime i'm fucking landing