This is a song about "Dissing s"

Like wu-tang, look how i do the thing

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

Dissing dissabled, will next take the throne,

Fuck the source, i'm on cover of rolling stone

My g"s have been handcuffed,

Clap two times if you drunk

40's on the 20's with the stove top, i'm steady plannin',

And she looking for them trees, baby we got some

I'm after you bringing traffic through

Hey,i took a risk dissing you,

Constantly raising tension with more dissing,

And my only fear's a wedding ring

Till you scream " what s my what s my name whats name!!!!

Bitches choosing their excuses: my new car’s to blame