This is a song about "Diss track on girl"

But we’ve been going through this thang since way back

I don't know why i'm even on this track

Simply wanna kick back, rippin on a sick track

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

I'm paramount, nigga, i am, and you can't be mad

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

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

Dead faces keep my money in a body bag

The generational gap with yet another sensational track

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

I can't hold back, it's time to attack jack

His blunder was misshapen, try stay on track

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

Blindfolded my own insecurity was holding me back

I can't turn back

845 brick squad on the track/