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. jph diss... Jyrah talkin' 'bout disease, a whole lotta nerve But lookin' down, yo toes tell a different verse! Ashy knuckles, cracked and dry, a desert scene Talkin' 'bout health? Clean yo own hygiene, QUEEN! You in eighth grade, actin' like you on the throne When all you gotta do is let that soap and water roam! Then Precious Treyna step in, bold and loud Callin' me dumb? Girl, check your own crowd! Supposed to be in high school, chasin' that degree But you flunked two-thirds, now you lookin' up at me! Middle school repeat, stuck in the past tense Maybe focus on class, 'fore you start the offense! Harmony hops in, ready to debate But first things first, girl, seal your fate! Those edges recedin', lookin' all stressed out Like they givin' up hope, ready to tap out! And word on the street, whispers in the hall They talkin' 'bout your odor, standin' tall... Deodorant's your friend, a shield against the shade So spray it on strong, before another word is made! Yeah, keep the shade comin', I got my sunblock ready But fix your own problems, before you judge nasty