This is a song about "J cole is trash"

Your stomach is aching michael j fox shaking

I ain't trying to bitch, but they say that i'm hating

I ain't superstitious i make all these broads split my pole

And if ya want ya rap career to blow we'll change ya name to j. cole,

Heart is split in half and now my trash is filled with tissues/

We in control, the people know i speak the truth

And my wish is to have everything

D j t j, the best, do his thing

Shorty throw it back and a nigga might love that

D j t j is here to save all of rap

You try to talk some shit but your diss is garbage, trash

If it's wet enough i might just need a wine glass

J moved on, darius is gone, when will i get to leave this?,

I’m a king to these niggas, love a queen, fuck the bitches