This is a song about "Copping a diss"

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

My teacher said impossible but i’ma fucking try

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

We talkin' b blockers keep us with deep pockets

Went thru my phone saw a text, and then she wrote her a message

This is a simple diss heading straight for a particular bitch,

Maharishi kicks and bape tee's i really do this

He probably studies all my lines while he's writin a diss

I feel goodgot some time off, girl it's been so long

A whole diss on gays and what they do wrong

Uppity bitches, handling business

Don't realize this is a diss

Spit a poem or a diss before in your mouth i piss

And i know you lookin at me like you don't speak english