This is a song about "Diss rappers"

I hope we both do learn from this

Don't realize this is a diss

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

You fronting niggas hate to meet up withbut my crew holdin' duffle bags bitches

Better leave it all behind

Don't diss albert einstein mind.

But soon i'll diss this pad of rappers below my level

Like the olympics these youngins just won another metal

Wanna see you work your body

There is no rapper who can diss me

I shoot seeds at rappers

Half my peers, they're stretched for years

With rhyming skills, you in amish village

Hows that supposed to be a diss bitch,

I’m better stacked that you never diss

Mama told me it'd be days like this