This is a song about "Against"

For shootin' done to you or we're losin' money

Fucking everybody raping against me

Niggas wanna know why i'm so nice

We arent just against life

Deliver the bomb shit from the east to west

We are ninety-nine against the one percent

Race against the clocks tick

Streets bad, tyga ill, drake magic

Hmmm where should i begin

Who will connive... against him

Then it bunny hopped off my shoulder, now my conscience dead

Something you couldn't tame, a cunning gain i proclaim war against

It's me against time, to try to work against this man's dream

I got a dolla and a dream, real niggas on my team

Bet you thirty dollars you find her like cartman found kenny, dead

Assassin gassed with the passin' of adversaries she's matched against