This is a song about "Mexico diss"

Don't diss albert einstein mind.

Should be harder to find

Stackin my chicken, braggin to the bitches

Don't realize this is a diss

Yes, im gluttonous. d.c. up in this

I’m better stacked that you never diss

It made its way home like a road map, i fathered this

You ain't makin shit, ain't the one you wanna diss

Never tell em bend over i just make em’ take a bow

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

Who trill as me, roll two of tree

There is no rapper who can diss me

Yo, bubble gum that reese's pieces

Spit a poem or a diss

Cigarettes when i'm finished, it's rigorous, to win this meager diss

I'm feeling like the realest little nigga in this business