This is a song about "X materials diss track"

Greed written on her face when i bought her first bag

You aint back on track,your murdered on a track

To get them niggas while they laid back

Cant you get rich off your own track

Snapple fact: you rather wack

And listen to this sick track

Don't diss albert einstein mind.

For that paper, i'mma grind

Sneak up on attack

So i jump back on this track

Bout to snap like i own this track, watch this diss overlap pass yo own crap

Still standin' and in love with my prideheard frivolous beats, we past that

Through the grapevine yeah they diss diss

Uppity bitches, handling business