This is a song about "You can t diss me"

And i ain't worried bout a damn thang, with unconditional love

You diss me yet my ep is listed on your wishlist for christmas,

You can tell by your so called diss jealousy runs it,

Chickens and waffles instead, and right back to this balling shit

There is no rapper who can diss me

I got bigger problems baby

And i ain’t gotta say i’m fly, this g5 with the crew

Grant me three wishes and i'll diss three bitches but first is you

Smack 'em out the park, delete their number, that's my last call

My lesson is simply testing why the fuck you diss me at all

Once mr. woods was all good, now a nigga only

Why you gotta have someone featured to diss me?

They say tvd can´t rap but they are handicapped,

Enough fucking atheist rappers to get a nun slapped

Nothing you can say can scare me

So while the world goes drake crazy