This is a song about "Rap diss"

Mama ain't raise no fool, true

I dont try to diss you

I sit and reminisce

Spit a poem or a diss

I wouldn´t diss my own mum,

But that’s just life, where i’m from

Damn, they wanna label me a menace

I’m better stacked that you never diss

Father fuckin her, older man fuckin her sis

Form follows function, so watch who you diss

The diss went from witty

Who trill as me, roll two of tree

Hows that supposed to be a diss bitch,

With rhyming skills, you in amish village

Cause you are on the diss,

That's why i shine like i does