This is a song about "Dead enemies ever"

I’m a beast when my shit hits the streets these niggas cease

Sceptical about friends more than my enemies

As much as i wanna leave

Playing christ to these enemies

Enemies pissed, they gotta go

Spending money when your wallet gets low

To best with ease, bare adjectives as fast as teeth, against enemies,

Still hear that laughin' under breath while the orlando police

With my enemies grinning

Like wu-tang, look how i do the thing

Just thanking the holy fatherhe made a star and shita youngin still ain't die

Me anymore/ over her dead body will i ever get to live with my

So the ones eye has freak don't run

U got 1000 enemies i got none

Give it back with a sensitive mouth and some hard knees

And just because my fate that i hate making enemies