This is a song about "Dissing a bad nigga"

She said i'm ready to fuck

Nigga had a bad day, throw it up

Had a bad day at school, so she's in a bad mood

Pockets morbidly obese, i'll be tourin for loot

I'm worldwide i'm certified, pop a bottle my cali dime

If a nigga come up on a nigga with the nine,

And my hadukid is watch how i do them, see

I'm dissing a coyote that's why i'm rhyming slowly.

I could go on dissing you, kissing ass and maybe lick a few

But every nigga who can read gotta get his issue

You sleep in a nest you dissing are you stressed...

I guess that’s why all of these niggas get bent

Yo, birth of a real nigga,

They claim it as their own, africa