This is a song about "Attack"

Got a foe ill seek and attack

Luxury life, results living bad

No difference whipping you with a rag or my lyric attack,

Told my niggas, aye i'm finna put the ville on the map

Theres monsters in the rear view we under attack

So i threw it in a rap so i'd remember that

But the fifteen credits had a nigga off track

Letting the silence loom joey started his attack

To get them niggas while they laid back

Challenge me hard and do your attack

Attack with abstract research backed

Stuck in my high, afraid of heights, i'm trapped

Know what i do: manufacturing crack

Address the press by startin a attack

While reading it i got a heart attack

To getting rich off a dream, i throw it the bag