This is a song about "Dissing a kid"

Have a kid, have disease

Hey! what's your name? oh, that's nice

And wale been tellin' other rappers take a deep breath

You write a rap dissing me then it's graded with an f

I just ride for my niggas and give the bitches the business

When you come across a dissing, than you start to fall off your hinges

And make that mess a hit,just a blessed kid,

Bitches is 40 deep in this muthafucka and twisted

My levis, they 501, my snapback is hella bent

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

I smoke the greenest of medicine till the government let us win

Am not dissing ma self but am trying to give ma self a motivation

Start the applause, a rebel soul lifted

God better forbid that i have a kid,

I mean the shit is, huey newton going stupid

A dead-pan soul attributed to this kid/