This is a song about "Diss misms"

Lying to yourself, all over an image

Hows that supposed to be a diss bitch,

He ain't touching me like martin sheen's penis

I'm responsible for this unstoppable diss

There is no rapper who can diss me

My bitch bad, looking like a bag of money

And the ladies, they lay me, they crazy

Go and diss me you're history missing g

I am not the only one

When i diss you better listen

Uppity bitches, handling business

You ain't makin shit, ain't the one you wanna diss

I just light up and focus

You cant even write a good diss?

Now after my first diss plus this,

In the caravan with some latin bitches