This is a song about "Sneak dissing"

Know what i do: manufacturing crack

I'll come around and sneak attack

Wish you niggas father understood where the condom was

Sneak right up behind you leave you with a handsome carcass

Constantly raising tension with more dissing,

I cannot believe you think you young and tripping

So this dude think he can sneak frighten me

And you ain't bothered a bit now, baby

Spending money when your wallet gets low

Sneak, keep my lip low... i tripped, oh no!

That involve ballpark franks and silver duct tape

Not dissing anyone or showing hate

Ball so hard can sneak through the security at the mall

But when you need a friend you can depend on me, call

"how can hopsin be the one that he's dissing?"

And this will be the song that we sing