This is a song about "Diss your ex"

When it comes to pushin i shove, your diss ain't enough, can't piss me off

Jacking off to buffering vids of asher roth eating apple sauce

You're goin' to hear this and begin to ride on my dick

They'l diss your dissonance n' rip your ligaments 'n' dick quick

And my ex hoes, she pop ex rows

"listen to the track bitch!" echoes

Or you'll drive me crazy

Ex-hoes wanna call me,

If ya’ll about to hate then alleviate the diss

Spit a poem or a diss before in your mouth i piss

On the phone. 10 years he got, chasin' that cash

You try to talk some shit but your diss is garbage, trash

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

To make karma come faster than she normally will

They will diss your dissonance and rip your ligaments 'n' dick quick

If no one's there to listen guess i'll put it in the music