This is a song about "Diss"

She glammed up behind that eyeliner i know there's tears

You're obsolete, i don't even need to diss you, you diss yourself.

You were still ducking running hiding from my previous diss

Don't know why you even ask, ain't nobody hot as this

You deserve a diss for your mess

And i'm a just take another guess

Form follows function, so watch who you diss

This ain't mine, it's ricky, but shhh don't tell my bitches

Pop, pop bottles on all these bitches

Parkside productions you cant diss this

I'm responsible for this unstoppable diss

Welcome to hell, niggasi rock bad bitches

Don't realize this is a diss

Then the blood drip on the floor poison pieces

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

He probably studies all my lines while he's writin a diss