This is a song about "Rell diss"

Nah dog how am i gonna diss valiente,

With your flashlight, tell me what do you see

There is no rapper who can diss me

Chillin' with homies and family

The diss went from witty

Hopin' that my niggas see

Whole midwest, detroit, nap town, st. louis

You ain't makin shit, ain't the one you wanna diss

Don't diss albert einstein mind.

The revolution has arrived

You deserve a diss for your mess

And i'mma keep ya fresh

Now after my first diss plus this,

Gold bottles, lot of bitches

I just ride for my niggas and give the bitches the business

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