This is a song about "Diss on sophomores"

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

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

It's like a black hole, whole fucking abyss

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

Whole midwest, detroit, nap town, st. louis

Parkside productions you cant diss this

Just can't understand why we gettin respect nowmomma told me they're be days like this

In my reign which consists of green whiff on my stick shift i don't sneak diss but i give sleek kiss

Niggas that guided me through

I dont try to diss you

I'm responsible for this unstoppable diss

I found myself losing focus at a sunday service

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

Have some adultery, baby, don't you go be so childish