This is a song about "Dissing a kid"

So i can write about my life of sina couple bottles of gin

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

I'm doing shit i never might of did

A dead-pan soul attributed to this kid/

Have a kid, have disease

You make a nigga sing songs nice

Pass that, catch back, fast that

Just a kid tranna rap

Hey,i took a risk dissing you,

And word i blew off herb i grew

Cause i walk around with pockets that are bigger than my bus

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

Now you know you shoulda ducked nigga

We are see it right , dissing a

Resin sharing with a dick kid

But most times i'm not, i be lifted