This is a song about "Dissing indians"

When i get to warwick avenue

Hey,i took a risk dissing you,

Constantly raising tension with more dissing,

I got my wife, so fuck the ring

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

That scary love, never get married love

Nine eleven cant tell between arabs and indians

Ignorant denim no wonder i got mad kicks

I’m letting all my niggas grab a plate

Not dissing anyone or showing hate

And i'm the same, on e'erything i love, or everything i love

Haters dissing me but why? yall know my punchlines are injurious

I hear you callin' me to come back, i'm a sucka for love

Like dissing benny and four twenty weren't enough

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

And my only fear's a wedding ring