This is a song about "Your raps suck"

For me looks good she said oh you so sweet

You suck on your daddys meat meat

Until the end if time

Your raps don"t even rhyme!

Ur ass was roasted cause your rhymes purely suck

I don't really know what the fuck's in my cup

And oh, i gotta find my way

Go suck your candy away,

You could say i'm friends with fred

Your raps are so brain dead

I suck at creating beats so i formulate raps accapella, without much notoriety,

Commence to poppin' motherfuckers copy it fatalefficiently i delete then flee

Do you suck more at your raps or dad's dick, i can't tell

Now you finna cut your hair, you waiting to excel