This is a song about "Enemy"

So wtf, i’m enemy #1 in da pub

If not, dogg, i'm choking the slut

Now you stuck up in my mothafucking basement all bloody

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

And the discography, somethin' you got to see

If you've read the bible, it says love your enemy

A nigga just got paid and we still was broke

Tie any enemy up with plastic and rope

That you theorize conspiracy, they my enemy so pessimist

Bad bitch mac lip she a actress have her in the coup suckin on the gear shift

Niggas fuck with your boy, i can make you some money

Tell them bitches in the place to kill the enemy,

You can choose to be an enemy or an allie

You just servin yourself, go pull up to pump three

But don't make me your enemy

Fuck fame, fuck money