This is a song about "Big head diss track"

Wocky, she's a dancer, walkie-talkie ace for back up like fag

Bout to snap like i own this track, watch this diss overlap pass yo own crap

Know what i do: manufacturing crack

Rapping so fast/smacking this track

Fuck her friendthen i pass her to the big homiegot a sign on my dick

Drop it out your head, do a lil wayne, felt the pain, far from little, im so big

I know you're pissed and that this diss is gettin straight to your head

Then it bunny hopped off my shoulder, now my conscience dead

This is why her nigga mad

Like a racer in the track

And that maybach, let me take em way back

Rapping so fast/smacking this track

With my muscle you'll be dazzled, but hustlin's a hassle

Getting lower than your diss track to k. brick in the battle,

You cant even write a good diss?

It’s a fucking celebration, bitches