This is a song about "Nas diss"

Y’all rambling, talking shit to these bitches

Form follows function, so watch who you diss

When you feel like this

Cause you are on the diss,

So i gotta spit to this

Spit a poem or a diss

Don't realize this is a diss

I don't fiend for beef: i eat bitches

The biggies and the nas of rap masterpieces,

The look of no hope on my niggas' faces

Nas pac big l and jay not tomorrow today, but that'll never happen laughing

Martin luther i must’ve seenmixtape, mix ya body with tapethat’s what that green’ll bring

Dead at thirteen cause he yearned to bangsniffed a lot of flowers, but how could i cry

I was sure to become the next nas but i had to let my dream purify