This is a song about "Diss to tj browning"

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

My bitches is perfect, i tell 'em boxing for your ass

Though no diss to macklemore, i'm just a carnivore

Yea this is like a penthouse, served at the top floor

Something wicked this way comemore than an adversary i'm very quick

Today i was introduced to a faggot, a diss-happy addict,

So get your glass lift it up in the toast position

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

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

Nothens changedcause in tha came it's a steady aimfuck friends

Our children must be taught, of africa

Don' try to diss me or i'll hurt ya.

Goin’ for the grips every day ’til the grave

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

I step up in the spot, they get to working hard

Now that's just a minor diss, so don't take it to heart