This is a song about "Dc diss"

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

I'm feeling like the realest little nigga in this business

I'm hoping i confess

You deserve a diss for your mess

Nah dog how am i gonna diss valiente,

Heavy weed smoker, get ounces for free

Because this record is only to diss

The look of no hope on my niggas' faces

I dont try to diss you

Swear i'm trying to get through

Spit a poem or a diss

Mama told me it'd be days like this

A.d. 2, on the way, let's do this

Through the grapevine yeah they diss diss

Woke up in dc, and who do i see

Do you think i'm crazy, crazy, crazy