This is a song about "Dissing bongs"

Dinner time she bring a friend, write my shit so vicious

I start off by dissing bitches my part of my mission riches

We are see it right , dissing a

Beautiful are thou, africa

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

Whenever they spit that bullshit they spitting

Your trying to make friends when ya supposed to be dissing,

I was like a young simba couldn’t wait to be the king

Like dissing benny and four twenty weren't enough

I'm in new york now, like akeem and semmi was

Smokin bowls out of bongs and sniffin lines of white

Brand new airs cocaine white, feels so good but it ain't right

Locking the nine, load it up, dissing bitch crews,

One time for the girls with the right shoes

Bitch i'm from the motor, motor

Im dissing fags over