This is a song about "Dissing will"

Constantly raising tension with more dissing,

Good evening, uhm, everybody listening

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

I got to a dissing habit dont matter who i defeat

Escobar season begins, so let the semis ring

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

I never back up like cleo lemon on myself

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

Go into it, get intimate and equivalent when i be dissing hard,

Kill everybodythey each got a city to pick to make it our part

This dissing and criticism isn't

Im happier when high and drunk

It gives us peace then all in the town is quiet

Dissing disabled ima say no to it

But dissing really crap rhymes when you're pissing on rap

Thats the end of my speech, i'm a need you to clap