This is a song about "Diss track on hayden"

Quick flipping up sexy back

Aces & lt on the track/

Over the edge, yeah i hide in a potato sack

As i sit back and reminisce memories on a hardcore track

So i jump back on this track

Skin tone i wish i could take it back

Shit, that birkin bag make the old dude mad

Simply wanna kick back, rippin on a sick track

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

And goin' half on a motherfuckin' hundred sack

To make karma come faster than she normally will

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

845 brick squad on the track/

Don’t you be holding back

Thinking they murder the beat on a violent track,

Hit, i never call her back. bet she keep on coming back