This is a song about "Meek mills diss track"

The bummer is the fact that i'm black

Rapping so fast/smacking this track

Rapping so fast/smacking this track

Can't win with a passive attack

Cant you get rich off your own track

Snapple fact: you rather wack

She was popular, but i was shy and meek. a boy viewed as weak.

Listen to your friend get another man for a minute then repeat

Sick of hard times so i tell em to fall back

You aint back on track,your murdered on a track

But you been looking for love in all the wrong places

Because this record is only to diss

Then never touch it, like your goatee it's grown for years

Rapping with meek mill and the whole entire dream chasers.

We talkin' b blockers keep us with deep pockets

My reservation is to make some mills