This is a song about "Diss all chicago rappers"

Remember when i used to call you on your phone line

Have all the rappers calling me out all spit a rhyme

So you snap like mewhen these devils try to plot

All these rappers fake i use no backdrop/

Chicago days, lake michigan waves

Trying to shake, the crates and fakes and snakes

I diss all the rappers who i asked to collaborate and got a missed call of

All my peers doing years beyond drug dealinghow many caskets can we witness

I might even stick my tongue out

I'll diss you all, make you delete your account,

Like my skin was leather madeleatherman louis

He probably studies all my lines while he's writin a diss

All on the furniture with no regards

All the other rappers are simple like retards

But the fifteen credits had a nigga off track

Exposing all the fags who are too scared to diss me back