East Tennessee Diss Rap

Bitch think she all that

but you ain’t got a hat

A cowboy hat

Put me up to bat

I got a baby cat

A blind one too

Take him to the vet

Tell Willie fuckin Estep

I like Beth better than Mary Lu

She had dem trees

And fed me in my time of need

But bet I’ll never smoke weed 

with Willie again

Cause he with the goddamn Taliban

Fuck jim alley

Who is that Beth?

a little bitch boy that probably smokes meth

I’m on Team Mohammed 

guess I’m with da fucking Taliban too

It’s a zoo

My two nieces and nephew

Call me Boo Boo

Boo Crowley?

No he’s a short stop

Or maybe a damn cop

Wonder what he’s doing these days

Probably gettin laid

Isn’t he married?

My favorite movie is about a man named Harry

Why did he call you Cooter when you were a damn virgin?

Cause he a little bitch boy and jealous I liked Bryan better than him

Gosh Beth. Is Bryan married too? 

No comment I still like that boys mom

Who else have you Blew?

Devin Harris 

He should be arrested

For giving you chlamydia?

No for stealing my heart

Making me think I wasn’t a thot

Bless his Bipolar little heart

I ain’t a name dropper

I’ll fuck with Shocka’s dad

Beth he’s married

Do they swing? 

I need to know how to get a ring

Beth - shocka just got married

I just wanna learn to rap too

Has he ever been to California like you?

I can’t freestyle like him

Bet he makes a good livin

His wife cooks him a good meal 

every day in their kitchen

No but he the best in the south

Boy run dat mouth 

Neck tatt boy fucked with nicole Arbour 

I wanna put that bitch in a harbor

That was just a joke 

These damn trees make me toke 

Nicole arbours a bitch

Wanna rap battle her

Oh no - look at me 

I caused quite a stir

Does shocka know Branson

He stole my subwoofers 

I outta track him down

Hold them for ransom

Then he got me on his glasses

I’m gonna kick everybody’s asses

At the gosh darn RedneckBrawl

Hey little bitch boy 

give me a call

But I don’t wanna name names

Just call me blow job Betty

Let me get to some fame

That’s a rap

Cmon wit it Beth

Do you smoke meth

No that’s crystal beth

Leeann’s dumb cousin

Or is it sister

Who knows there’s about 47 people 

All up in one fucking house

Maybe she’s her spouse

Used to be a damn musician 

Now she in jail every other day

But they let her stay?

Bitch needs a life coach 

But I like Beth better than Leeann

She think she all that

Cause she ain’t been to jail

Damn bitch be givin advice 

but don’t even have a damn job

She needs to call Bob

Hey Leeann - suck my left tit

Little girl who’s a bitch

About to put her to bed

somebody needs some loving

Not bad in the metaphorical way Beth 

How do you make men stay? 

I don’t know, but if I knew

I done been married a time or twenty two

But is love true

They bid me adieu

That boy left after I blew

The shit out of his damn dick 

sucked da damn soul out his body

He a hottie

From Little Rock

I need a rock

A crack rock? 

No that’s my other friend

He a 10 

But it may be a problem

Think he needs rehab

I’d fuck him and his son

Beth! He has a girlfriend 

Uh oh better run

Didn’t you fuck wit Dominick JoELL Perez?

The fat and homeless little bitch boy that made me give him head?

We don’t fuck anymore 

He stole an iPhone nicer than mine

And he will do time

In the pen 

Penitentiary that is

Ain’t he a whiz

he’s fuckin Stephanie 

A homeless bitch

that ain’t got her kids

Why he wit her?

He a hobo 

He one fry short of a happy meal

Someone should give him a rap deal

Beth, you could kick her ass

You let her in your house 

and she treats you like that?

Some bitches be hoes

She’s got a good idea

Suck some dick for Money

Come here I’ll call you honey

I call my man mr big balls

He think I’m small

Don’t hang up on me, boy

when you call 

I may fuck a dude from Cincinnati

Cincinnati? Why?

He hot as hell 

It’s raining hail

I don’t ever wanna go

back to jail

I kinda like this black guy

He from North Carolina 

Wanna wine and dine him

Take him to the South

South Carolina 

Then there’s another brother 

He’s in Nashville 

I can’t decide who to date

Lemme ask my mother

Oh nevermind 

I cussed the bitch out

 She probably want me 

to marry a preacher

Who’s all strung out

On dope

Since my parents say 

that’s what I smoke

I’m looking good in my cherry swimsuit

Suit and tie is what I need next

Or some sex

Makin all them boyz crawl

Cmon give me a call

Lemme fight Mr. Hall

At the gosh darn Redneck Brawl

Written by: Andrea Beth Smith

Kindly Fuck off…

 I’ve lost a lot of friends this year. 

friends and family. 

People who I thought would be by my side till the day I died. 

but I haven’t lost Jesus. God has been with me every step of the way through my four psychiatric hospitalizations - three at Woodridge one in Knoxville that was even worse than Woodridge. Then I fractured my nose and still haven’t seen a plastic surgeon and in the regular hospital numerous times. 

And then I got arrested for a crime I didn’t commit. I get it. They thought I was stealing a car but house keys don’t start cars and come Monday this will all be over with.

thank you for the ones that have been there for me and fuck you to the ones who haven’t 

I’m tired of being judged, mocked, and made fun of. 

Even my own sister doesn’t understand me and she’s a goddamn doctor. Thank God she’s not a psychiatrist or psychologist. I think she skipped learning about schizoaffective disorder and borderline personality disorder, and bipolar disorder type one with psychosis. 

My parents cut me off of their money because they said I made bad decisions this year. They have no idea the hell I’ve been through and what living with multiple mental illnesses is like. I’m newly diagnosed with schizoaffective disorder so that has been hard . So they have lost a daughter because I refuse to be controlled by them. They try to micromanage my life and they’re in their mid 80s. I know it’s awful to say, but I look forward to the day they go on to Beulah Land.

so if you see me in public and I don’t speak, I recognize you. I’m not crazy. Well I am crazy but I take medication daily 

if I see you and I don’t speak just like Cardi B says that means I don’t fuck with you so kindly fuck off. This is my PSA of the day.

Letting You Go

 One final hug and we parted ways

I’m letting go

He was never meant to stay

Why does my heart ache for this man

What is God’s plan

Why did he put this man in my life

He has a family. Too much strife 

It was love at first sight that November night

We had such chemistry 

Things just felt right

I pray for him and hope he finds true love

I truly think he was sent from above

I pray I’ll get over him one day

Maybe one day some man will actually stay

He Was Never Mine

 ChatGPT turned my poem into a song and I kinda dig it! 

He Was Never Mine

By Andrea Beth Smith 

[Verse 1]

A beard that’s red and eyes of blue

I miss his laugh and his smile 

He was fucking beautiful — his soul, too

I let down my walls, gave him all of me

Saw him daily, felt like glee

[Chorus]

He was never mine, but I loved him still

Laid my heart down, now I’m climbing this hill

With weed smoke, old songs, and coffee sips

Still taste his name on my lonely lips

But Lord, I know You’ve got a plan so real

So I’ll wait for the one who knows how to feel

[Verse 2]

We sang rap songs, smoked weed in the dawn

I knew damn well he’d be gone

Haven’t touched him since December

But my body, God — it still remembers

He was never mine, just a friend

But I swore my love would never end

[Bridge]

Maybe he was just a southern flame

A beautiful boy with no real name

But You, God, You see my pain

And I know You’ll send real love again

[Final Chorus – Soft/Reflective]

He was never mine, but I loved him deep

Laid awake while he danced through sleep

But I’m letting go — not to forget, but to heal

’Cause I deserve a love that’s honest and real