This is a song about "About your enemies"

Leaving you curious about your cheerios

For all the killas and the 100 dollar hoes

Lies, tangled with fiction

About your condition,

Who woulda thought a lil nigga from the ville could get a deal

From my ''hot pen''/tell your siblings enemies n top friends/if they want real

Straight g thing, double m g thing

About how your life is passing.

I don't care about your grade,

J. cole runnin' late

Tell 'em about your attitude problems

In kitchen, whippin' blow, it got the same damn crumbs

Snorin' in the bed with blankets cause my head spin

Don't wanna know about your constipation,

Attacking and savaging my enemies

But now i'm pointin the finger at police