This is a song about "Diss your ex"

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

And we ain't hard to find is the tales that we kick

I diss your mum and argue just to play some devil's advocate

Stuntin' for the fuck of it, i ain't with the sucka' shit

57. your style is shit and so's your diss on mathers,

Better yet they work my every nerve

My bitches is perfect, i tell 'em boxing for your ass

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

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

That you can't fit inside a jansport, go to school with this

And my ex hoes, she pop ex rows

Man i swear she's bad and she knows

Dead faces keep my money in a body bag

I ain't buying your diss towards 'mac were you on crack?

The shit, you can mention me if anybody ask you

You're pissed because my diss ripped through your shit, it was clever too