This is a song about "Diss to arron"

Because this record is only to diss

It’s a fucking celebration, bitches

I switch to pistol, diss the system, niggas i'll be spitting bars,

Took a shot, tired of runnin from the niggas and the cops

All she thinking bout is how to take his last

You try to talk some shit but your diss is garbage, trash

Nah, i ain't gonna be embedded in jail

Ima diss you to your song holy grail

This isn't just a fuckin diss kid, to me it's a mission

You killed the nigga, i stole a bible, is that a sin

But since mark put a nigga on that lily track

Exposing all the fags who are too scared to diss me back

She glammed up behind that eyeliner i know there's tears

You're obsolete, i don't even need to diss you, you diss yourself.

I'm done with this diss, no face to save in this place,

But you never come when you period is five days