This is a song about "Sneak dissin bitches"

And love the feeling when you're dissin kids and rip em apart

But more than not, and with prolly a whole lot less than the start

You pay your favorite stripper car note

This is a joke. could rap bout dissin the pope/

And dissin' the bitches, cause ya missed the cat's shit.

The next day you is everybody target

Instead to get the respect your dissin your own hood

I bet they thought they'd never see a big gone good

Now momma told me be careful who you love

Sneak right up behind you leave you with a handsome carcass

I'm hopin' that i can speak the truth, i'm not dissin',

Dirty rotten nigger picked it from a cotton gin

And we stumpinbut can't catch the beat

I used to sneak and smoke stress weed

So this dude think he can sneak frighten me

And now that i’m getting money