This is a song about "Diss a nigger"

Listen busters, scarier when i finger fuck her

But all i hear is "nigger nigger" my rhymes are sicker

A true nigger that aint scared to pull trigger

Type of life a nigga kill or go to jail for

Not a diss randy you're the tits i'll admit

And, uh, i don’t know what keeps me alive, shit

But i did have miss medusa, she loud and she leave me stoned

Lil nigger- you think pricks like a gold digger you're told

I've mastered this ask of me, my raff ain't practice

Spit a poem or a diss before in your mouth i piss

Play with life like a game, so i'm a nigger with my own spinner

And so the muscle flow is something you can't get no muzzel for

I diss little kids who can't fit in cuz i'm a bully

Am i crazy? maybe, but fucked up is how i been lately