This is a song about "Ginger diss track"

And maybe cupid won't miss

Don't realize this is a diss

Me and folarin mmg gon' bring that warner back

You aint back on track,your murdered on a track

Nigga ain't nothing sweet like a kool aid pack

I ain't done yet still spitting a track

Because this record is only to diss

The battery packs and any bitch you ever kiss

Cause every girl i deal and fuck, it's always against her will

Getting lower than your diss track to k. brick in the battle,

Skin tone i wish i could take it back

Rapping so fast/smacking this track

Don't diss albert einstein mind.

From the womb, my newborn child

Like a racer in the track

And daddy's in the cadillac