This is a song about "Dissing"

If everybody play their position, we can win this thing

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

Dissing disabled ima say no to it

Just pour me a glass of that dark shit

A single mother with a problem child, daddy free

I'm dissing a coyote that's why i'm rhyming slowly.

Cause i walk around with pockets that are bigger than my bus

Like dissing benny and four twenty weren't enough

Ignoring my dissing keeping outta beef 'n

+big daddy+, no +kane+, get the job done

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

There'd still be niggas out killing

And a nose full of chowder, he's choppin' up all the doubters see

Shame i'm giving y'all so much material for dissing me

You know that love is a very serious thing

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