Lyrics

[Verse] I'm not dissing anybody in this little diss track Just an extract, cooling at the dish rack This beef started as Toronto and Shaolin Then ALLCAPS dropped something dissing Canadians Shit, I took offense to it all At the moment, he ain't who I wanna be friends with at all And I dropped Assassin's Kitchen, thought I'm ending it all Then I dropped Untitled, thought I'm setting it off Next was MarriedToTheGame, I made the cover art Wrote so much, could make an album with the leftover parts Now Toronto was in the hospital, glad he back in action I just made the Bottom Chef art, guessing Shaolin's reaction He prolly laughing, I can only imagine Or he waiting to diss me, young JC Assassin Zade a hypocrite, telling people to quit the Budden's About how many Budden lines did he put? Almost a dozen How many Budden lines I seen through the beef, almost a hundred How could I be poverty, my pockets are stuffing Because I actually have a job and a life My life is almost like a Street Fighter 2 sound bite, (perfect!) All that hate from the disses isn't my kryptonite The files for all the shitty disses about a gigabyte That was impolite, I apologize in advance Sometimes it feel like my powers enhanced Sometimes it feel like I ain't giving people a second chance My pockets worth more than finance Yeah, this is all truth Last week, I hit my girl up at the phone booth She wouldn't talk to me cause I said Pokemon Go wasn't that great She has really bad taste My ex's pussy fishier than crab cakes Now I flip my new bitch like pancakes The point of this track isn't me going fuck your beliefs I hope you can achieve, I hope you agree Your enemies say to succeed is a disease They only say that to lower your self-esteem Only took Chef In Shambles for it to increase I was writing bars when you were asleep So I'mma keep this brief Y'all can try to bring me back, but I'm dropping out of this beef