This is a song about "Enemies"

With a little bit of passion

New passions, enemies new fashion

And the discography, somethin' you got to see

Slay a list of enemies envying creativity

Crack seems like the only way if you ain't skilled, your enemies,

That you allow me to work it 'til you know what your actual worth means

Call me a product of my own damn hood

But if i were my enemies, i would

Enemies right outside, everyday i'm ready to die./

We havin’ a celebration, love to stay high

Friends first, but enemies unto the end.

One parent above, the other live scared

Lyrically or physically, step to me, you rest in peace

I may have no empathy, helpfully my enemies

Cuz we, are just gonna be, enemies

And i know - there'll never be peace