This is a song about "Diss dan"

They heard i'm bout to blow, so all my enemies say let's be friends

You're obsolete, i don't even need to diss you, you diss yourself.

Form follows function, so watch who you diss

Whole midwest, detroit, nap town, st. louis

Nigga had the fucking nerve to call me immature

Now you've had a glimpse inside the ill mind of dan bull

Pocket racked up all big faces

I’m better stacked that you never diss

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

Stackin my chicken, braggin to the bitches

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

Maharishi kicks and bape tee's i really do this

I know we did something wrong,but it gone for so long dan

Make foes wanna get him slain, these hollows will twist ya, man

Arrogant when i finish

Don't realize this is a diss