This is a song about "Diss track fat friend"

But time to get on track

I promise i'mma call you back

Fuck 2dopeboyz, all them niggas bitches

Because this record is only to diss

Don't realize this is a diss

Damn, they wanna label me a menace

Six-fifty, three hundred my shirt free

Friend after friend left me

Cause every girl i deal and fuck, it's always against her will

Getting lower than your diss track to k. brick in the battle,

Just wait til the next track

Yo, i'll bet she be back

And listen to this sick track

Pump, fake, jumpshot, ball hit the back

You were an amazing best friend

Thought we’d be together ’till the end