This is a song about "Enemies"

I leave my enemies in envy

Six-fifty, three hundred my shirt free

New passions, enemies new fashion

I’m smoother than alopecia skin

Attacking and savaging my enemies

If you see us in the club, we'll be actin' real nice

With my enemies grinning

Hey your honor, is you kidding

Now this shit is turning to a habit

Enemies are my colors, the floor the palette/

Fuck her like she the woman of my enemies

Said "i know you wanna change the world but for the night please

She looks better than beyonce, alicia keys

Go on a rampage takin out all my enemies

I may have no empathy, helpfully my enemies

Is it the money or my marriage or media peace