This is a song about "Copping a diss"

This is was happens when i properly diss you in a song

Throw her slightly to the right, so dyke i'm kinda wrong

Today i was introduced to a faggot, a diss-happy addict,

If i ain't get em yet, believe their name is on the short list

The mask is on 'em like a catholic service

These will be my diss be ready for doing a piss

Lock my heart up, this is jail, throw away the key

I diss little kids who can't fit in cuz i'm a bully

And ill hiss major diss gave you a lisp

Now i’m armed and i’m fayetnam’s finest

Not a diss randy you're the tits i'll admit

Throwin round wallets like the dude that kid cudi hit

Leave all they clothes on, baby this ain't so hard

Now that's just a minor diss, so don't take it to heart