This is a song about "A dis"

I'm respected from californ-i-a way down to japan

Put in work make stacks of hunneds, gotta roll dis cash man/

The tooth fairy blow me, swallow don't shit this

To come over and try to do dis

I can't take a big l, my city needs me, i gotta win

No fiction, mentally dis function,my mind talks why should i mention

This is a dis to the bad rappers worldwide, elvin is fruitcake not even gonna lie tho

Creep with methrough that immortal flowthug passion got you tremblinglike death on the row

Folarin be ballin for all yall to see

Hustle 24 hours fo dis country money

Dis just a message to fukk niqqa while yo girl on this dick

You is just a groupie bitch and groupie bitch, no i am sick

Da inspiration to make dis song.

We at the top where we belong

Im'a be blunt i ain't tryin to stunt but dis shit needs to stop before it takes a life

Ran with the local crew and had a smoke or twoand i realize momma really paid the price