This is a song about "Jerry diss"

So she went across the street, gave him a kiss

Because this record is only to diss

If i had a life jacket cause i'm not that dumb

Anto diss and evolution bar, fucking awesome

Maharishi kicks and bape tee's i really do this

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

Hit the club and i let it fly, claim you balling nigga telling lies

He's like #tom #'n' #jerry, he gets beaten by mice, so he friggin' tries

Aight santana man...let's do this

Cause you are on the diss,

Five-star dishes, food for thought bitches

Through the grapevine yeah they diss diss

You're obsolete, i don't even need to diss you, you diss yourself.

She glammed up behind that eyeliner i know there's tears