This is a song about "Mobb deep diss"

Lay em to rest, 6 feet deep

Now it's time to eat

I ain’t saying that i’m finished

100 deep v.i.p. no guest list

If you a freak, i can take you to your peak

Your own creation of madness crawls deep,

Since i ain't in many penitentiaries the best revenge is fuck friends

You're obsolete, i don't even need to diss you, you diss yourself.

From the palms of jeffrey dahmer, baby mamas said the kicks

On april 8th mobb deep is playin' concerts in new orleans,

I dont try to diss you

Dear sweetheart, wassup boo

I got to fight this

Spit a poem or a diss