This is a song about "Diss to my haters"

Come take a stab at it faggot, i pre-ordered your casket

Bullets erupt at all my haters who don't know when to quit

A bigger myth than christ's crucifix my life is a diss

Don't know why you even ask, ain't nobody hot as this

I found myself losing focus at a sunday service

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

And i can't help but notice

You easy to diss you breezy piss

To all them haters that hate

Redbox flow and i do not date

I may be a horrible writer especially when i have to diss, but hey atleast i have my girl to kiss,

Only god baby, nobody else, nobody elseall you other motherfuckers get out my business

Im cleaning up these haters like my jobs to hold a mop

Vroom vroom, keep the motor running girl, you know it don't stop

So i keep my ear to the ground, you know there's haters around

Hatin’ niggas? chalk em out. go on, get the coffin out