This is a song about "Love diss track"

Where the black girls get their weaves back

I ain't done yet still spitting a track

I can't turn back

845 brick squad on the track/

I'll show you where my rare essence is at, the adolescence of rap

Bout to snap like i own this track, watch this diss overlap pass yo own crap

Like a racer in the track

Wonder if they take it all back

Because this record is only to diss

Professing they found one ready as this

Cant you get rich off your own track

And there's no way i can pay you back

Track of tough love with tattered seems

And she throws up whatever she eats

And listen to this sick track

You got reason to brag