This is a song about "Guns sneak dissing"

Quite gifted, ambitions of life living

You wouldn't be missing if you weren't dissing

No sneak dissin or get fried up crisp by the heat ray

From a couple feet awaybut stay away

The ones you left out, jobs were giving, better living

Constantly raising tension with more dissing,

Like dissing benny and four twenty weren't enough

I'm in new york now, like akeem and semmi was

Ironically it subs like a hero

Sneak, keep my lip low... i tripped, oh no!

Dissing dissabled, will next take the throne,

My heart too dark, i’m so gone, delete my phone

Not caring for lives, only profit and guns

As far as these bars, my flow life sentence

Ignoring my dissing keeping outta beef 'n

Or any type of suitable living condition listen