This is a song about "Sneek dissin"

To take this as on offense, don't say i'm dissin', in fact,

I welcome with my handsand the red sun sinks at last

Kinda pop tart, when i bite into them red

Another victim dissin the towel head/

When i'm through, i'll probably let you take it back

Now someone is dissin' me? well oh shit, that's bad,

Don't always fuck me good, i'm just too cheap to divorce her

Dissin me at home field, just know you're a visitor

I'm dissin every bitch who's talkin shit when their styles suck

Family getting bread, well he about to get his loaf cut

Hold up, i aint dissin', just askin' for deserves

Then never touch it, like your goatee it's grown for years

I steady the flow, ready to blow like snotty tissue

Better than the rappers that you listen to, i'm dissin' you,

And anybody who fucks around and thinks they can go dissin' me,

I know when you're coming babymy tongue got you going crazy