This is a song about "Rick ross diss"

Trying to move foward, though it never stops

Pish posh i suck at rapping pissed off like rick ross,

Uhh, i woke up and screamed, fuck the world

That whiskey sour, taste like rick howard/

I spit this sick as shit and slick as rick, diss the system,

And i believe in them, a couple lames out there had beef with them

Intendent attend them, cool cause

Just like free way rick ross

I rush to tend her, talked as i touch her

Slick rick, de la soul, and rakim spit sicker,

Spit a poem or a diss

I treat bitches straight up, like simon says

Ask, real rick ross he tell you i gets it in

She smiles; a niggas full of passion

Damn, they wanna label me a menace

You cant even write a good diss?