This is a song about "Disses"

See your that kinda guy that disses but freezes

Babe you know it gets no better than this

And they drummin' on the hollow buckets, show ain't over 'til it's bravo

The instant anybody disses eleven fierce rhyme missiles follow

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

And we way too young to know love, maybe not but we don't need no rush

A shame i gotta put up with her shit just to get you

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

Monday night wrestling, i’m so fucking raw

It took these amounts of disses to piss ya

You couldnt make a belemic puke on a piece of fuckin corn and peanut poop

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