This is a song about "Corey diss"

I’m not the one taking a “fuck you” as a diss,

We did it again last king, ymcmbi don't pay for bitches

And she stripping, go to college

Hows that supposed to be a diss bitch,

And remember you're the one who starts to diss

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

Had to wear the 13's with them

I wouldn´t diss my own mum,

Spit a poem or a diss

I got to fight this

A bigger myth than christ's crucifix my life is a diss

And when it come to tight games i'm o.t. with the bitches

I don't fiend for beef: i eat bitches

Cause you are on the diss,

Fistful of wood, twisted for the good

This boy met world like corey did