This is a song about "Diss people"

Six-fifty, three hundred my shirt free

The diss went from witty

And that's a better reason to for me to take advantage with sex

You're obsolete, i don't even need to diss you, you diss yourself.

She said, "don't be fucking with nobody

There is no rapper who can diss me

My marble floors are killing, gold cars are so relentless

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

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

Hypnotized the masses behind versace glasses

Shopping i’ll be in paris

Spit a poem or a diss

2dopeboyz i know you like this

Cause you are on the diss,

Some people are just too hard to diss. i tried, but i don't think my first two lines

Cuz id be lyin and yall be fine chase bread with my dog muthafucka felines