This is a song about "Dejis bad diss track"

And every time i save a track and make 'em mad, faze 'em bad,

No magic out the hattell baby bye bye, i'm never coming back

When love comes callin', don’t love back

As soon as ya heard that track

Bout to snap like i own this track, watch this diss overlap pass yo own crap

See these little niggas rappin' to rap, man i just happen to rap

I'm about to snap

Like a racer in the track

May just gon' bring hobo back

Aces & lt on the track/

You aint back on track,your murdered on a track

And there's no way i can pay you back

Pocket racked up all big faces

Through the grapevine yeah they diss diss

It’s a fucking celebration, bitches

Spit a poem or a diss