This is a song about "Dissing someone"

I got to a dissing habit dont matter who i defeat

We gettin’ chicken but these skinny models wan’ eat

This guys think’s that he’s dissing me and ripping me,

Look dog, don't be asking for dame, see

We are see it right , dissing a

Your gonna be on top nigga

Tell the fucking teacher that this burlap sack is filled

Never dissing me is the explanation of "safest"

Someone gotta be telling someone somebody is tripping

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

Im dissing fags over

Bitch i'm from the motor, motor

Ignoring my dissing keeping outta beef 'n

For fear of what you show them, reality is golden

Constantly raising tension with more dissing,

Bobbing and weaving, spiritual hymn singing