This is a song about "Dissing a kid named rodney"

And even if i do i know my momma gon be well

But you must sell a tall tale of a dell and a florist named nel

So the ones eye has freak don't run

Hot like spain, run by a guy named satan

Because it's hard trying to pay the bills when you're by yourself

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

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

Now move a little bit to the left

I got a gun named moses, i’m in the club wit' it

Never use the word ours i'm living in the minute

See, the luxury that we accustomed to, i take a smut to eat

I got to a dissing habit dont matter who i defeat

A lot of women from conversation could fall in love

A collab dissing laylow!? whoa! see that is priceless