This is a song about "Mexico diss"

Creep with methrough that immortal flowthug passion got you tremblinglike death on the row

Hotter than all black in mexico, flow colder than the war with ru and us, so

You cant even write a good diss?

I don't fiend for beef: i eat bitches

Whole midwest, detroit, nap town, st. louis

Form follows function, so watch who you diss

Because this record is only to diss

It's the dc thang, incase you ain't notice

Cause bitch, i'm big business

Parkside productions you cant diss this

Shout outs to my philly hoes, told her drop that eagle low

"by the way, here's a one-way ticket back to mexico",

I'm responsible for this unstoppable diss

This my zombie circus, i hope the majors heard this

So she went across the street, gave him a kiss

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