This is a song about "Diss freestyle"

So i freestyle, haters in denial

Don’t wanna have me then somebody will

In the back seat and it's getting quite loud

Pound cake, me and kid freestyle, peace out,

I'm spittin' freestyle, beat is tribe called quest,

Plus 11-99 in his muthafuckin' chest

For him to be true is all you ask but i'm foolish

I'm responsible for this unstoppable diss

When it comes to spitting that fire

That if you beat me on a freestyle

I’m at the altar sayin’ my vows, to this benjamin franklin pile

You say bullsit about me and my lifestyle with your stupid freestyle.

Untitled freestyle? let me break it down

I know a little betty from downtown

Through the grapevine yeah they diss diss

How can i convey this