This is a song about "Diss iggy"

As for iggy better than jay-z can sweet him any day

And we got history, let's repeat it the right way

Yo check this outi'mma tell you like this

Through the grapevine yeah they diss diss

I dont try to diss you

Bird gangs, it was birds i flew

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

Got them thugs with me, yeah, we about that business

Your dad's purple heart now hangs over his ashes

I’m better stacked that you never diss

You cant even write a good diss?

2dopeboyz i know you like this

There is no rapper who can diss me

Ridin’ round, and this bitch dirty