This is a song about "My diss track to nathan"

So listen to the words that i preach on this track

I had the british shows talkin bout bring him back

Track 7.) superstar (it ain't hard to tell)

And all these bitches that i hung with ain’t doing too well

Dammit he's back to get smacked off my track,

Like my old prom suit that i wore with the tag

Bring that shit the fuck back

And listen to this sick track

Ive been to jail so many times i cant keep track

Like bobby had whitney we was cooking up crack

But time to get on track

The door crack, niggas all black

I may be a horrible writer especially when i have to diss, but hey atleast i have my girl to kiss,

So many rumors but i'm infinitely immortal outlawswitching up on you ordinary bitches