This is a song about "Diss haters"

Just trying to go somewhere and play with europe players

Flexin on these haters, f-flexin on these haters,

As my record label nitpicks at this

You cant even write a good diss?

Mama ain't raise no fool, true

I dont try to diss you

The watch cost me 2; your bitch, free

The diss went from witty

Haters gettin shitty

But make sure if they do see

Don't call it a comeback, i been here for years

Later bitches, i'm off to kill the haters,

How i do itthinkin' i'm new to this

Form follows function, so watch who you diss

I keep it funky with my misses, fuck these other bitches

He probably studies all my lines while he's writin a diss