This is a song about "Enemies"

Thats how i ride on my motherfuckin enemies

Where i can free at hand, eat candy with easter bunnies

Just to match the grind with precision

U got 1000 enemies i got none

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

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

Yeah, maybach poetic genius

My enemies get no blows in cus

Me and my niggas swarm on you like the killer bees

Go on a rampage takin out all my enemies

I leave my enemies in envy

On they twitter writing novels, see

Enemies try to flex,

Roll up niggas be like sex

Nigga, i'm a bastard, i fuck with chord keys

Attacking and savaging my enemies