This is a song about "Diss fame"

And you cant handle our fame,

And my niggas all the same

So they could all reach fame

Hallow be thy name

But when it comes to fame

Wale and we are not the same

Aight santana man...let's do this

Don't realize this is a diss

From the womb, my newborn child

Don't diss albert einstein mind.

Bad rap, cuties claim

I dont care about the fame

Yo, bubble gum that reese's pieces

Spit a poem or a diss

So she went across the street, gave him a kiss

Form follows function, so watch who you diss