This is a song about "Your raps suck ass"

Your whack ass raps make your homie ashamed in heaven

Only fear death when you staring down a loaded gun

Gonna make you suck your thumb

It's slight blemishes and life system

I've got a paper plane, it's propelling my buzz

Not cause you're talented, your raps suck like dyson does

And so the muscle flow is something you can't get no muzzel for

Your raps suck, yeah your raps can suck even when your not suckin on a sucker!

We ain't hear to hurt nobody

Like your raps are crusty.

Your raps would just miss me

No it ain't easy

I'm slighting your raps crazy

Hopin' that my niggas see

Fuck a cold sore, getcha getcha own cup

Ur ass was roasted cause your rhymes purely suck