This is a song about "Kyle diss"

They giving me pounds and thats of course getting money

Go and diss me you're history missing g

I beach chair, with my malibu vision

When i diss you better listen

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

So i’ma be aight for the night with a goodbye kiss

I’m just a young nigga caught up in this rap business

He probably studies all my lines while he's writin a diss

As often, i do this

Cause you are on the diss,

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

We did it again last king, ymcmbi don't pay for bitches

Trip, and then you never snitch

Hows that supposed to be a diss bitch,

I wouldn´t diss my own mum,

Oh, you look like my next victim