This is a song about "Diss track on hater"

Fucking beasts on every track...

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

That’s real shit, it’s bigger than rap

Haters on my track, guns in the backpack

Everyone who left me for nothing tell em to call back

Thinking they murder the beat on a violent track,

The third one is mixed, white and black

His blunder was misshapen, try stay on track

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

I'm tryin to keep income comin' in and collect on my ass cap

As i sit back and reminisce memories on a hardcore track

We ain't having ittime to tear this shit back, ghetto children kick back

When i'm through, i'll probably let you take it back

So listen to the words that i preach on this track

And maybe cupid won't miss

Cause you are on the diss,