This is a song about "Diss on ksi"

The irony in that is that i ain't even that, but you put it those pages

Cigarettes when i'm finished, it's rigorous, to win this meager diss

Press, they look at me like i'm a menace

I’m not the one taking a “fuck you” as a diss,

When i diss you better listen

Yeah bitch this date's done

He probably studies all my lines while he's writin a diss

Fall, bitch, give me everything, i'm taking all this

I dont try to diss you

Why we gotta argue

Don't call it a comeback, i been here for years

57. your style is shit and so's your diss on mathers,

Hoping that nobody don't notice

I’m better stacked that you never diss