This is a song about "Diss flow prick mother"

Iv beat you several times now stop tryna give it me prick

You're goin' to hear this and begin to ride on my dick

Wale, spitta, 9th wonder

Mother, o my mother!

Keep the bitches on my dick

After this call me a prick

I'm responsible for this unstoppable diss

And i be talking about me, i do this

You only live once, tonight we do it twice

Just a scared little prick picking on guys half his size

Ask me to make him talk im make the prick sing

Either dumb or smokin' dippers or something

Under pressure like scuba divers trying to seek atlantis through an under sea secrete passage//

When i lyrically diss you with my vocal cords, you say no, no, restart that flow is too much

After this battle i'll will sound like a prick

O let's do it get-get your bitches schooled quick