This is a song about "Roni diss"

Parkside productions you cant diss this

He ain't touching me like martin sheen's penis

Hows that supposed to be a diss bitch,

Hop off my dick and make a fucking sandwich

When you feel like this

Cause you are on the diss,

Through the grapevine yeah they diss diss

How i do itthinkin' i'm new to this

The revolution has arrived

Don't diss albert einstein mind.

He's a pro at suckin', fuckin spittin' slow with his shit diss

Passion in rapping a blessing to even see this

Maharishi kicks and bape tee's i really do this

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

When i diss you better listen

I'm a son of a gun