This is a song about "Sneak diss"

I was born back, wolf pack, nigga fuck that

I'll come around and sneak attack

Just can't understand why we gettin respect nowmomma told me they're be days like this

In my reign which consists of green whiff on my stick shift i don't sneak diss but i give sleek kiss

Spit a poem or a diss

Or know them testament verses

I'm responsible for this unstoppable diss

Screw a chick, go outside and give the coupe a kiss

But you hate them navel kisses

You cant even write a good diss?

I’m better stacked that you never diss

Babe you know it gets no better than this

Form follows function, so watch who you diss

Oh yeah we're old as fuck, we didn't have our glasses

Real nigga shit i gotta make it one day

No sneak dissin or get fried up crisp by the heat ray