This is a song about "I need to diss a kid"

Sorry i rap with a strange kid

I can you straighten you out when we twisted

To make sure i grew into a man from that dorky lil kid.

Instrumental from lexus, change is what they expected

Spit a poem or a diss before in your mouth i piss

Maharishi kicks and bape tee's i really do this

Just so i don't ever need to say "i need a hit" then i got myself caught up

Take a puff from the blunt and watch the smoke swirlmy mossberg goes boom, what's another plug

A dead-pan soul attributed to this kid/

Waiting/showing you her beauty if she's naked

I ain't the kid you wanna go and diss when you suck

You could call me a freak, i like to get buck, buck

I may be a horrible writer especially when i have to diss, but hey atleast i have my girl to kiss,

Only god baby, nobody else, nobody elseall you other motherfuckers get out my business