This is a song about "Dyron flack diss"

The diss went from witty

While i'm making history

Through the grapevine yeah they diss diss

Yo, bubble gum that reese's pieces

Cold world no blanket son

When i diss you better listen

You ain't makin shit, ain't the one you wanna diss

I've mastered this ask of me, my raff ain't practice

I dont try to diss you

Swear i'm trying to get through

He probably studies all my lines while he's writin a diss

Hate me if you want to but always remember this

If you wanted a date, don't come

I wouldn´t diss my own mum,

Tell em we'll never be but they settle for side bitches

You were still ducking running hiding from my previous diss