This is a song about "Diss gay"

Because this record is only to diss

Father fuckin her, older man fuckin her sis

Cause you are on the diss,

Aight santana man...let's do this

But in real life they eyes is on your moneysee the enemies will say they true

You troubled bullied boy who are you calling gay? gay boy your daddy wants you

Man the fuck up like that tall nigga roy

Little gay lookin' boy

Don't diss albert einstein mind.

You can search but you'll never find

I'm responsible for this unstoppable diss

So i’ma be aight for the night with a goodbye kiss

Then some lady named billie holiday

Yeah you can call that nigga gay

Spit a poem or a diss

And aye ya yai dun had some bad bitches