This is a song about "Florida diss"

You cant even write a good diss?

Yo, bubble gum that reese's pieces

I found myself losing focus at a sunday service

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

Got home from school on fire, with florida sun on my back i dont tire

And so the muscle flow is something you can't get no muzzel for

I’m not the one taking a “fuck you” as a diss,

In the caravan with some latin bitches

A bigger myth than christ's crucifix my life is a diss

Better yet a genie baby make ya first wish

No girlfriends, i know a lot of bitches

Form follows function, so watch who you diss

I’m better stacked that you never diss

He ain't touching me like martin sheen's penis