This is a song about "Diss track on girl"

The generational gap with yet another sensational track

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

Over the edge, yeah i hide in a potato sack

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

Fucking beasts on every track...

There's crack, there's crack

Make sure your fuckin' feelings end up up in a glad bag

As i sit back and reminisce memories on a hardcore track

On the track, cuz your shit is whack

Mortal kombat, my shit is beyond rap

Cause you are on the diss,

And you ride with this

I'm tired of them talking smack on my track.

Greed written on her face when i bought her first bag

I got my life back on track

Where the black girls get their weaves back