This is a song about "Eisha diss track"

Spit a poem or a diss

You ain’t never been higher than this

Fucking beasts on every track...

They napped and slept on me, man, i hate black

Try to jack and i will attack

Just wait til the next track

Form follows function, so watch who you diss

Oh yeah we're old as fuck, we didn't have our glasses

That's acid rap, we killed the track

Wonder if they take it all back

You aint back on track,your murdered on a track

Greed written on her face when i bought her first bag

I ain't done yet still spitting a track

? all white but the phantom is all black

The crown ruler is back

I got my life back on track