This is a song about "Enemy"

It's about a passion that cannot be damaged by any enemy

And you don’t understand my slang my colloquial’s lovely

I'm worst than a enemy

Third ward general, young cash money

You'll meet a new enemy,

No cadillac, no perms, you can't see

And a nose full of chowder, he's choppin' up all the doubters see

Shit is getting to me i'm my number one fucking enemy

You can choose to be an enemy or an allie

We go skate, rape sluts and eat donuts from randy

It's a battlejust for tha big money

My own unknown is my enemy,

But the enemy couldn't break your resolve

Can't see his son shine like the four tops

Tie any enemy up with plastic and rope

I'm killing 'em slow like cigarette smoke