This is a song about "Diss ricegum"

I'll tell you baby that we're through

I dont try to diss you

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

I'm responsible for this unstoppable diss

Through the grapevine yeah they diss diss

I'm in love with your business

Don't realize this is a diss

Gotta be something for me write this

Six-fifty, three hundred my shirt free

The diss went from witty

The tables are turned i can't take this

Spit a poem or a diss

You were still ducking running hiding from my previous diss

And i know you lookin at me like you don't speak english

This is to my unborn child

Don't diss albert einstein mind.