This is a song about "Hopsin diss"

He's a pro at suckin', fuckin spittin' slow with his shit diss

Passion in rapping a blessing to even see this

He's in it for the sportrunnin circles round his

Form follows function, so watch who you diss

Cause ignorance is bliss

Spit a poem or a diss

Through the grapevine yeah they diss diss

Mama told me it'd be days like this

Don't diss albert einstein mind.

Doggy, i'm from the land of grind

I swear ri got a hit with this

Because this record is only to diss

Feel like the only rapper that look at you with no trouble

Ask hopsin why his ill mind is so unforgivable