This is a song about "Diss shumunda"

There is no rapper who can diss me

And you ain't bothered a bit now, baby

Welcome back to class, bitch, grab on to your glasses

Form follows function, so watch who you diss

Oh its over whole time she knows this

Because this record is only to diss

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

Maharishi kicks and bape tee's i really do this

He probably studies all my lines while he's writin a diss

Got them thugs with me, yeah, we about that business

I'm responsible for this unstoppable diss

Everybody and their momma gon' chant this

I’m better stacked that you never diss

Luda moved digits after he moved bitches