This is a song about "Your from sucks"

That i'mma pay for with dimes, nickels and quarters and shit

I aint the best, hell im far from it, but this bitch sucks, he far bum it,

Rhyming way too much, god this rap sucks

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

Wocky, she's a dancer, walkie-talkie ace for back up like fag

Gettin told your worthless sucks but you gotta keep ya mind on track

I'm a fucking walking paradox, no i'm not

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

To see me and my chicks in dkny kicks

Bringin deliverance from your ignorance

The race war, when it's us against all of them

If your understandin where im commin from

Your bitch sucks dick like kobayashi

I reel them in, goadomes on see

Sort of remind you, why you don’t court no vagina

And i know your hearts breaking and it sucks huh