This is a song about "Dissing a wannabe"

It ain't fun to be you, you just a wannabe too, losing all of them knife fights,

Bet they on my dick tonight, all my women fly as shit, why your bitches scared of heights

And i got a girlfriend so i'm a keep lying until the verse end, fin

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

And expose a fool who by dissing everyone

Put them out randomly hopin' that i get some

I didn't take my fucking ritalin, this is a hype track

But really that dissing shit was nothing more than a fucking fad

But put it in slow-mo, i don't want to bust the tape yet, press play

See. they say i'm a wannabe forget that i'm a gonna be. say hay

This dissing and criticism isn't

Once guarded like the jail assistant

I just wannabe an inspiration, i want to be known as a rapper of the new generation,

You swear the bitch was plantedmy lyrics motivate the planetit's similar to rhythm nation

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

Wish you was around now to see what i've become see