This is a song about "Diss track on big lipped damarion"

Like bobby had whitney we was cooking up crack

So listen to the words that i preach on this track

Simply wanna kick back, rippin on a sick track

Catch me in the city with the trunk on crack

But time to get on track

Sneak up on attack

Twice now you're back on track not with

Get my taste from all of my bitches

Top dropped down, black on black

Thinking of how to get on track

With my muscle you'll be dazzled, but hustlin's a hassle

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

Red beam on it like kano back, high price for the volcano rap

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

Dead faces keep my money in a body bag

Who thinkin' they're big shots? runnin' on the fast track,