This is a song about "Copping a diss"

Vicious transmission for my vicious ambition

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

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

See, the love is gone with one another, it's hard

When really i'm a virgo and the truest

And ill hiss major diss gave you a lisp

With a staggerin' pack of cocaine in the sack of my dick

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

Yeah they call me gucci, but i'mma buy you louis

He's a pro at suckin', fuckin spittin' slow with his shit diss

With this heavenly flow bought a hell of whip

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

True to the gamei claim outlaw riderswe give a fuck what they try

This isn't a diss, this is just a reply to hip-hop's low supply/

Why you sore huh? you go and just diss a dozen kids

But somethin' was always missin' like six digits