This is a song about "Diss on em"

The 7-pick up, yukon, the range is come

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

Fuck "grey's anatomy" i'm getting sasha grey throat

Show em how low can you go, till overdosed on your coke

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

And i'm man-genie, flyer than the rest of them

Tell em move on over their time is through

You're my reflection and all i see is you

J cole, don trip, drake, big sean

A whole diss on gays and what they do wrong

I tell em sparks got em i aint gotta diss em again

Everybody know me like the contra code for extra men

Niggas buy ringers can't pay their bill though

Toss em down on the ground and squash em like sumo