This is a song about "Ghb diss"

Ships that sail to distant places

Spit a poem or a diss

You were still ducking running hiding from my previous diss

And when you know you a catch it’s hard to pass up these bitches

I dont try to diss you

Raised by a momma who, who

Go and diss me you're history missing g

The game ain't pretty but i'm reppin' for my city

Bitch, they call it motor city

The diss went from witty

I'm responsible for this unstoppable diss

Twenty-million dollar nigga, but i do it like this

Don't diss albert einstein mind.

You can search but you'll never find

You deserve a diss for your mess

Clicquot for the girls in the tight dress