This is a song about "Diss dumb peopleple"

"you don't need a shrink, son, their ways are dumb".

Shit and run back to the lab, need assistance from

Through the grapevine yeah they diss diss

Professing they found one ready as this

I've seen dreams turn dust, cause he made them

If you think i'm stupid or dumb

I'm through trial, no more smiles, for a couple years

Call 'em dumb players who are not sprayers

Hot where i'm from, the newscasters don't come

Cause i'm not that smart but i'm not dumb

Rectum, i'm like a chromosome i always x them

Fucking checkin punks want to become a dumb

Cut the commercial, he be texting all the side bitches

I'm responsible for this unstoppable diss