This is a song about "Diss iggy"

Watch me fuck all these bitches

You cant even write a good diss?

Don't diss albert einstein mind.

Doggy, i'm from the land of grind

You were still ducking running hiding from my previous diss

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

Nothens changedcause in tha came it's a steady aimfuck friends

You're obsolete, i don't even need to diss you, you diss yourself.

Don't realize this is a diss

And aye ya yai dun had some bad bitches

The diss went from witty

Lord knows you've been busy

I dont try to diss you

Raised by a momma who, who