This is a song about "Gage diss"

The diss went from witty

Let me rideuntil i get free

Word go get the bitches

Cause you are on the diss,

I dont try to diss you

Wolf gang, triple six crew

I don't fiend for beef: i eat bitches

Spit a poem or a diss

Through the grapevine yeah they diss diss

And maybe cupid won't miss

Since i ain't in many penitentiaries the best revenge is fuck friends

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

A single mother with a problem child, daddy free

Go and diss me you're history missing g