This is a song about "A warning to my enemies"

My mixtape needs a warning sign attached so you know i'm dangerous,

So bitches hate to do me like it's convict community service

I leave my enemies in envy

You see the world is scary

We use cakes to get by, by the dudes in blue

Lil homie listen up, this my warning to you

Looked to the heavens and asked him to make a better way

I make many enemies when my entity comes out to play.

You already know you're dead

Just a warning not a threat

Got tired of running from the police

Playing christ to these enemies

And getting money is the song i sing

You better hide because this is my last warning

My ear's rang, a warning shot came, no time for another prayer.

Booger bear, i'll have you up in hooker gear, i swear