This is a song about "Kanye west diss"

Killing these niggas off quick

Man kanye on that bullshit!

Through the grapevine yeah they diss diss

And i don't rely on no bitches

Don't realize this is a diss

In the caravan with some latin bitches

See my hands start to shake

Kanye, kendrick, and drake

And i still look less fresh than kanye west

I confessed bein' atheist, they said i was possessed

Box logo on my muthafuckin' chest

Cuz baby that's how we do it in the west