This is a song about "Donald trump diss"

Don't diss albert einstein mind.

For that paper, i'mma grind

But i spent a bit on friday, in the night i hang with donald

I'm driving in a stolen truck, and i'm probably fucking drunk

You're obsolete, i don't even need to diss you, you diss yourself.

They heard i'm bout to blow, so all my enemies say let's be friends

Quit your whining, bring it up with donald x.

Thats my surroundings in compton, have common sense

Don't realize this is a diss

So it's nothing to finish

Your mind's boggled but i'm as deep as donald goines novels

Now momma told me be careful who you love

Donald sterling had an erection, im in l.a., it's for your own protection,

So i can write about my life of sina couple bottles of gin

And she got the bomb, i'm talking tick tick

Donald trump, i sigh, your fired quick