This is a song about "Can t diss me"

So these are my real diss bars, now come at me cunt

As my name get bigger this game get different

U try to diss me but thats all u come up with,

Then the blood drip on the floor poison pieces

Niggas will find a way to tweak it till the art's gone

Because you've made me sick with all these diss song

Like stealing honey, call me winnie t. pooh

There's nothing man made than can make it just you

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

Vicious transmission for my vicious ambition

A, b-s-t-r-a-c-t, come in smokin' green, talk about a stupid question, you feelin' me?

And leave the scene the way i came herethough some people say it's crazy

Don' try to diss me or i'll hurt ya.

Is written in our souls, africa