This is a song about "Diss song"

I know my daddy gone

"you already wrote the gay song

My sim card's the bomb

This is my break-up song,

Help us find our inner song

And before the sun came up, he was gone

Uh, red bottoms and a thong

Instead of singin' the same song

Ha, and the bitches all gone

You're listening to this song

Through the grapevine yeah they diss diss

Clutchin’ on this lube and roses

You're listening to this song

'til it's like a mile long

They say i'm wrong and i'm heartless, but all along

Your still gunna make it into my song,