This is a song about "Dissing indians"

You wouldn't be missing if you weren't dissing

I’m something like a fetus, i'm not quite kidding

I'm a team player, i ain't tryna be no king

Constantly raising tension with more dissing,

Never dissing me is the explanation of "safest"

Her mom died, heroin overdose stuffed in her wrist

Dissing dissabled, will next take the throne,

And one day you're gone grow to be a rolling stone

See you later, cause baby i'm a player, and all i heard was

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

I know when you're coming babymy tongue got you going crazy

Stop dissing everyone you've dissed mostly all except me

Since napster the sales been crashin' and

This dissing and criticism isn't

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

You kidding meit's really nothing to me and my king