This is a song about "Diss song about a dude named denzel"

By a crackhead named june

You can pick the next room

Baby soon as we get home, it won't take us too long

Because you've made me sick with all these diss song

Care to tell, i read your mind, she been on them dollars first

// this song is all about the inequality in the world

You cant even write a good diss?

Pop, pop bottles on all these bitches

Shout out to mid-majors, who forget what they major

There used to be a guy named undertaker

Oh its over whole time she knows this

Don't realize this is a diss

But you been looking for love in all the wrong places

If ya’ll about to hate then alleviate the diss

I feel goodgot some time off, girl, it's been so long

Perhaps you'll learn something about you through this song/