This is a song about "Money disses"

Verse getting older seems u need to be stronger these disses are no need longer

Oughta eat the bitch with salt and wash it down with a gallon of water

Try to match me but i'm smoking, toking up your disses too.

I steady the flow, ready to blow like snotty tissue

Cringin' when i listen to you spittin' disses, no hits and all misses,

See you later, cause baby i'm a player, and all i heard was

Bow our heads, say our grace, make it out the hood was amazing grace

Feeling these lace disses like a stubbed toe, bro i rhyme beyond outer space/

That's food for thought you muthafuckas can do the dishes

Subliminal disses like missiles that never misses

Your "disses" are cute, don't say it with such puppy eyes trying to make a dispute

I got somethin' to prove and i got nothin' to lose, so to all y'all fat critics stuck in a loop,

Let's have a toast for this new love

Disses, on your misses