This is a song about "Dissing black people"

Well, that's what you are

Im dissing fags over

But i'm leaving town in a little bit

Dissing disabled ima say no to it

Dissing dissabled, will next take the throne,

And firm his beliefs... his heart made of stone

That mean im overflowin all you rappin niggas in cups

Poor black people seen as on welfare and lazy thugs,

Fucking chin-checkin' punks 'til he's outta breath and done

Its better than dissing people for no reason

This dissing and criticism isn't

I’m in the club, tryna show ‘em how to stunt

"how can hopsin be the one that he's dissing?"

You know that love is a very serious thing

Constantly raising tension with more dissing,

I got bars u lil niggas sell ring