This is a song about "Disses and battles"

Now haters propping disses against me

And you are you too, but bitch i'm three

And y’all responsible for many, many battles and wars,

But of course, i'm the white boy that shows no remorse

When i die tell them to turn my coffin to stretch benz

Friendly battles and instrumentally attacks

All my peers doing years beyond drug dealinghow many caskets can we witness

Cringin' when i listen to you spittin' disses, no hits and all misses,

I can't take a big l, my city needs me, i gotta win

Had cyphers and battles on the block, random kids passin' by mockin'//

I’m the rapper with clout columbians rap about

All the disses and threats are just gonna start pouring out

Disses, on your misses

All we need is convienient love