This is a song about "Diss track for croix"

Hold up, hold up, hold up, we bear the croix

My team winning that's a fact boy

Hold up, hold up, hold up, we bear the croix

Columbus, holla at ya boy

If i bleed on a beat, i got greed for a track

And ya’ll better relax, talking bout that he wack

Luda moved digits after he moved bitches

I'm responsible for this unstoppable diss

Wocky, she's a dancer, walkie-talkie ace for back up like fag

Bout to snap like i own this track, watch this diss overlap pass yo own crap

Somebody tell satan that i want my fuckin' swag back

I have a fervor for the track while i usurper upon the whack

Blindfolded my own insecurity was holding me back

I bet you motherfuckers can't wait 'til i'm back for my next track

Your bars are whack,uneligble for a track,step back

Bitch i got that fucking swag, you don't know my fucking dad