This is a song about "Diss tracks on friend"

But to emcees up on the tracks i'm runnin' this amazing race,

So, why don't you fucking wipe that stupid look on your face

Ain't tryin to be your god, just want to live my dreams

You weak rats relax these tracks i release on the streets

You rag on me but say your a friend

Shawty my bait, she say she never scared

But just when it gets good, she's gone

A whole diss on gays and what they do wrong

Ain't have to see-saw, i'm already scared

You rag on me but say your a friend

Slept on me like you had tracks stashed inside your mattresses,

But i need your faith in me, i'm a sucka for love

But to emcees up on the tracks i'm runnin' this amazing race,

Me and my family, my friends, nigga we ride for you always

But fuck that, i live in the hood and we need y'all cats

I rap fast avoid the haters and look good on my tracks