This is a song about "Diss on toutube"

Parkside productions you cant diss this

So she went across the street, gave him a kiss

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

And if i give it to you, don't you treat me like them bitches

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

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

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

Father fuckin her, older man fuckin her sis

I keep it funky with my misses, fuck these other bitches

He's a pro at suckin', fuckin spittin' slow with his shit diss

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

Dinner time she bring a friend, write my shit so vicious

Because this record is only to diss

Pass me the purp, i'mma smoke to this