This is a song about "Disses"

Mary jane keeps me high like every day

Shooting disses like bullets, spray and pray.

If you could read between the lines come and get your issue

Try to match me but i'm smoking, toking up your disses too.

You trying hard to maintain, then go headcause i ain't mad at cha

I'm asinine, i'll blast the nine, my disses so mean to ya,

Cause i walk around with pockets that are bigger than my bus

Cassidys in disses to teach me to eat the masters to pieces

Vertebrae snapped, gats...huh, i swerve em right

Weak disses calling me lame cause i'm white/

Subliminal disses like missiles that never misses

And when we on the road, bitches follow the tour bus

My notebooks filled with disses n' verses, my parents take em and throw it//

Homie will never love her, although he'll probably have a fit

Cause dishonesty is not my of my pathology, modesty is dude,

Your "disses" are cute, don't say it with such puppy eyes trying to make a dispute