This is a song about "Slim diss track headshot on adam saleh"

Lying to the children when she know you ain't the dad

I don't know why i'm even on this track

I got my life back on track

Ain't even tryna hold back

Nigga, don't be nervous nigga, say somethin'; trust me guys, he can rap

Bout to snap like i own this track, watch this diss overlap pass yo own crap

I started out goin soft on the track

Dead faces keep my money in a body bag

Cause you are on the diss,

The lovely teedra moses

When i was starving now it's payback

You aint back on track,your murdered on a track

Every visit to neimans, i swear don't even see a tag

As i sit back and reminisce memories on a hardcore track

Nigga, this how it sound if a truck could rap

Haters on my track, guns in the backpack