This is a song about "Jerry diss"

Cigarettes when i'm finished, it's rigorous, to win this meager diss

And i can't denyi had some bitches in new yorksome puerto rican bitches

Dropping my gunor as high as a kite hitting hoes for fun

Anto diss and evolution bar, fucking awesome

Because this record is only to diss

Get my taste from all of my bitches

I’m not the one taking a “fuck you” as a diss,

Stackin my chicken, braggin to the bitches

Damn skippy, a nigga getting bitches

Don't realize this is a diss

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

You can bet your bottom dollar the bottom lips will need stitches

"whatever is fair" but i ain't no jerry butler

If its not couture, i will not go to her