This is a song about "Diss on a person at my lunch table talking smack"

I’m just a young nigga caught up in this rap business

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

You on the table for operation

Mixed feelings cause now all the chicks feeling him

I never saw another person look at me a different way,

As: my dad can’t satisfy her in the bedroom ever since he passed away

And i ain't tripping, my only competition’s the mirror

White person, got my middle finger on the trigger

So these are my real diss bars, now come at me cunt

Then they'll play with mario brothers when it was duck hunt

I can't hold back, it's time to attack jack

I'm tired of them talking smack on my track.

Here my dick go smack smack

Wonder if they take it all back