This is a song about "To diss bongo"

All those who wanna diss me are traitors to the regime

And eat about four bowls of some frozen ice cream

You do not diss us, to warn we we're not insult takers,

Thinking about who the fuck your nigga gone serve

Quick to socializing with the baddest bitches

You easy to diss you breezy piss

Don' try to diss me or i'll hurt ya.

To liberate yourself, africa

Hows that supposed to be a diss bitch,

Trigger being pulled, niggers in a ditch

Ima diss you to your song holy grail

Fuck a deal, i just want my father's email

U try to diss me but thats all u come up with,

Better yet a genie baby make ya first wish

I dont try to diss you

I'll tell you baby that we're through