This is a song about "Dissin niggas"

I get mine and i bounce like a bad check

Another victim dissin the towel head/

My conquest keeps me dissin, this shit just isn't a contest

Young strugglersracing the clockain't no telling when it all can end

Mary jane keeps me high like every day

No sneak dissin or get fried up crisp by the heat ray

Now i'm spittin full submission on this pussy i be dissin'

You killed the nigga, i stole a bible, is that a sin

Miss couldn't get them jimmy choos cause tuition is due

And this is true i'm not just dissin' you-

That bastard was buzzing like woody so we get it for free

And when them old niggas is fittin' and dissin' me,

I'm done dissin, with nine lives left but only one sin

I’m simply fuckin’ with bitches that know they whole position

George bush got some nerve, fuck a war, we trying to serve

Hold up, i aint dissin', just askin' for deserves