This is a song about "Roni diss"

You were still ducking running hiding from my previous diss

I keep it funky with my misses, fuck these other bitches

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

Air baggage claim awaiting miss thang outta st. louis

Cause bitch, i'm big business

Through the grapevine yeah they diss diss

You're obsolete, i don't even need to diss you, you diss yourself.

They heard i'm bout to blow, so all my enemies say let's be friends

Spit a poem or a diss

Cause ignorance is bliss

Parkside productions you cant diss this

And i can't help but notice

With hugs and kisses, valentine cards and birthday wishes

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

Don't be afraid, it's just a kiss

Form follows function, so watch who you diss