This is a song about "Dissing leslie"

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

That man there throw wale on the shelf and i lose

Rectum, i'm like a chromosome i always x them

And expose a fool who by dissing everyone

Like i went to sierra leone in a homecoming dress

You write a rap dissing me then it's graded with an f

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

Constantly raising tension with more dissing,

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

But i'm sitting here downing beers simply just wishing

The people ain't got shoes for they feet, or food to eat

I got to a dissing habit dont matter who i defeat

Do you know who you dissing? only know that you're kissing

Only thing omitted is a baby or a wedding ring

Like dissing benny and four twenty weren't enough

Sometimes you buy the ring, with no problems you will love