This is a song about "Diss about cool people"

It's just about the people being trapped up in our system,

And i believe in them, a couple lames out there had beef with them

Told my mama in '03 i ain’t going back to school

What could he rap about, cuz i know he ain't cool.

Deep into her soul, slow, now he's in controlpop's doing worse, a victim of his deadly curse

So you drop a diss on a disk that you expect people to slip into their cd players

And there's something you ain't seeing like i block your vision

Its about time i kill all the songs that people wanna listen

Fuck all the people rapping about drugs and crime.

My world a little darker, like a fuckin' tan line

Cause every girl i deal and fuck, it's always against her will

We all have dreamed about perform on a stage, hundred thousand people

People forgettin about hard work and that grind

See there no place better than the state of my mind

Forgetting about the people 4 times harder,

I'm haunted by the thoughts of being husband, or a father