This is a song about "Diss track on girl"

So it's nothing to finish

Cause you are on the diss,

So listen to the words that i preach on this track

To getting rich off a dream, i throw it the bag

I live by the code

Yes sir on the track i float

Over the edge, yeah i hide in a potato sack

You in lame in real life, but real g on the track

But time to get on track

Try to jack and i will attack

On a dope remix shout out to tyga, no diss on the net i saw yo girl chyna's vagina

America's mirror, making it in pelican's tare, reaping the shallow, leaving the

On the track, cuz your shit is whack

Should know i'm winnin that chanel fitted cap

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

She just laughs as her life starts flashing back