This is a song about "Diss misms outta class"

You should spend the night

Then it winks outta sight

Don't know why you even ask, ain't nobody hot as this

I'm responsible for this unstoppable diss

Your beautiful during class

I can barely wipe my ass

Fell asleep in first class

Crawls right down the crack of your ass

With stubs coming outta their shrubs

Good kids make bad grown ups

Cocaine, he had that game in a smash

First out the gate last back to class,

Through the grapevine yeah they diss diss

As my record label nitpicks at this

Mama told me it'd be days like this

Spit a poem or a diss