This is a song about "Raymond diss"

You cant even write a good diss?

They are the coaches in this

The diss went from witty

Lets come up to my city

Older people looking at me how i bought all of this

A bigger myth than christ's crucifix my life is a diss

I’m not the one taking a “fuck you” as a diss,

Whole midwest, detroit, nap town, st. louis

She gon get the mils for this

Through the grapevine yeah they diss diss

Don't diss albert einstein mind.

To my unborn child

For him to be true is all you ask but i'm foolish

He probably studies all my lines while he's writin a diss