This is a song about "Mashin taters dissing haters"

And tell them bitches we real niggas is bout that

Dissing disabled ima say no to it

And expose a fool who by dissing everyone

I like it cause she a ten, but she say i'm the one

Hold up now don’t get it twisted, i ain't hating, do your thing

Your trying to make friends when ya supposed to be dissing,

Penncounting pennys over tha years

Well i live for the haters

Chanel slippers on my bitches like you go love

Were titans clashin, slashin, and mashin the masses

You passed out, bitch you ain't even listening

You wouldn't be missing if you weren't dissing

Like dissing benny and four twenty weren't enough

And all we lack is communication like service sucks

Smokin haters unfurled

Hey cole world, real cold world