This is a song about "Diss craig boy"

Ain't like my job or guys i employ

With the same pace, looking boy

You ain’t never been higher than this

Spit a poem or a diss

It ain’t no crime, i only catch the coy

Same white guy, same boy, boy!

Form follows function, so watch who you diss

I'm in love with your business

Little gay looking boy

Your bars may flow but mine destroy

I dont try to diss you

And word i blew off herb i grew

I'm responsible for this unstoppable diss

And wonder how we ever came to this