This is a song about "Diss on em"

Aye rich, another 5 on the g men

On 9/11 i made them towers fall on em

... club, we'll be actin' real nice

Chief mindvoid, put 'em on jeopardize,

Money got me pulling strings, i got that geppetto dough

Come right back on 'em, fight, and leave 'em in the dirt yo

Homicide on 'em, blaow! what's the problem?

See me as blasphemous for i don't need them

So let’s stand strong, march on, and we take ‘em on,

And i'mma show you how the south was won

Can't wear grs, i'm pitching cocaine

With my name on em, that’s a shame

I give bitches dick and leave

Twins on deck call em siamese,