This is a song about "A diss track abput dillan"

Slumdog far apart any sub par

''track star'' run real quick bitch like a track star

Simply wanna kick back, rippin on a sick track

Look how i do it, yo i'm taking you back

Hows that supposed to be a diss bitch,

Man but this ain't no sign language

Lying to the children when she know you ain't the dad

You aint back on track,your murdered on a track

Think it's sweet, think he get money across the street

Flow faster than usain at a track meet

Catch me in the city with the trunk on crack

Cut some slack leave the gun rack this is a fun track

Watch me fuck all these bitches

You cant even write a good diss?

Runnin shit like a track star,

See, i like the person that you are