This is a song about "Dissing the we"

We are see it right , dissing a

Coroners comfort your mama

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

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

Ain’t no doubt that shit is crazy

But we all got the same rights don't we?

Atypical, we thought, we were at the time

Then, prepare to have the eargasm of a lifetime

Lips and show no cockyness, we got the tricks, we got the kicks, we got the

You're in the presence of a player, i'd rather be ya nigga

We showin up, we blow the dutch

Now you speaking my language

Hey,i took a risk dissing you,

Don't fuck around and make it true