This is a song about "Diss chloe"

A single mother with a problem child, daddy free

And my friends, chloe, sophie? what about fucking naomi?

Go and diss me you're history missing g

With the blaze a your bluntsand you can picture thoughts slowly

Spit a poem or a diss

Y’all rambling, talking shit to these bitches

Perfect 10 and lord knows that i need one

When i diss you better listen

They say nothings ever free

The diss went from witty

We did it again last king, ymcmbi don't pay for bitches

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

Crazy talking and foolish

Parkside productions you cant diss this