This is a song about "Diss tracks"

In my own class, bitch i got them cold raps

They were partying i was cutting tracks

Honor that i'm guilty of bombing tracks

Hammer-hat flyer than a bag of bats

Through the grapevine yeah they diss diss

Arrogant when i finish

If i don't make that man there dance

Just stops me in my tracks

Don't realize this is a diss

Or know them testament verses

It's a beautiful bliss

Cause you are on the diss,

Winner of the tracks, ricky bobby

You a lady boss, now you fly free

Kicks ass spit tracks so blasphemous

Mama always told me i’d be famous