This is a song about "A diss track about me"

You diss me now, not scared of a tweet

Your mouth, i don't need, your legs, you can keep

I roll with skaters and musicians with an intuition

This isn't just a fuckin diss kid, to me it's a mission

A bunch of fucking wolves and rats having niggers the size of shaq

I wanna earn respect, let em know about me when they play my track back.

This my zombie circus, i hope the majors heard this

If ya’ll about to hate then alleviate the diss

Clutchin’ on this lube and roses

You cant even write a good diss?

Den i tell that ho ain't no coming back

I ain't done yet still spitting a track

And her mind is amazing, different kind of connection

If you mention me in a diss then your gonna see verbal tension