This is a song about "Diss bo"

I dont try to diss you

South beach fountain blue

Y’all rambling, talking shit to these bitches

Form follows function, so watch who you diss

I wouldn´t diss my own mum,

How fitting we at stadium

He's a pro at suckin', fuckin spittin' slow with his shit diss

So i’ma be aight for the night with a goodbye kiss

Spit a poem or a diss

That's why i shine like i does

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

Fall, bitch, give me everything, i'm taking all this

Hey,i'm gonna say tis really honest cuz everythin's not comin' with bo-nus

And i'm the same, on e'erything i love, or everything i love