This is a song about "Diss on aidan"

You diss me yet my ep is listed on your wishlist for christmas,

See you later, cause baby i'm a player, and all i heard was

No girlfriends, i know a lot of bitches

Now after my first diss plus this,

A bigger myth than christ's crucifix my life is a diss

Know i’m reppin’ this, shoot and i don’t ever miss

I ain't buying your diss towards 'mac were you on crack?

Gods words all cursed like crackshai-tan's way of gettin us back

Nah dog how am i gonna diss valiente,

On they twitter writing novels, see

So you drop a diss on a disk that you expect people to slip into their cd players

Deep into her soul, slow, now he's in controlpop's doing worse, a victim of his deadly curse

Spit a poem or a diss

Well, we are the roses