This is a song about "Diss harris"

I broke mama heart with no college

Hows that supposed to be a diss bitch,

Gold bottles, lot of bitches

Don't realize this is a diss

Don't diss albert einstein mind.

Jimmy back me, child

You were still ducking running hiding from my previous diss

You can bet your bottom dollar the bottom lips will need stitches

He's a pro at suckin', fuckin spittin' slow with his shit diss

Cut the commercial, he be texting all the side bitches

You cant even write a good diss?

With some lesbians that don't know english

You deserve a diss for your mess

I just play my part make moves like chess

A bigger myth than christ's crucifix my life is a diss

I've mastered this ask of me, my raff ain't practice