This is a song about "Diss track for ex girlfriend"

Sorry but i could just diss that bitch for days

Lookin' at me, now they know my face

A cannibal back on track hungry for some action

Snorin' in the bed with blankets cause my head spin

The bummer is the fact that i'm black

Now im ready for my first track

Wocky, she's a dancer, walkie-talkie ace for back up like fag

No sorry for i just went unavoidably outta track-

But she's not alonemiss independent

How bout let me kill the track for a second

"listen to the track bitch!" echoes

And my ex hoes, she pop ex rows

Gettin good graces, take his money, aa-another one

My last girlfriend would kick me into the mud for no reason