This is a song about "Diss amari"

And i be talking about me, i do this

You ain't makin shit, ain't the one you wanna diss

Cause i’m back on my grind

Don't diss albert einstein mind.

I wouldn´t diss my own mum,

See, wages is minimum

There is no rapper who can diss me

I got bigger problems baby

I’m not the one taking a “fuck you” as a diss,

It made its way home like a road map, i fathered this

And i can't help but notice

Through the grapevine yeah they diss diss

Then the blood drip on the floor poison pieces

Parkside productions you cant diss this

I dont try to diss you

What preceded was the clue