This is a song about "Friction"

I can't take a big l, my city needs me, i gotta win

Theres no #enigma, just a love for causing friction

My rhymes result in friction,sure you need lube,

Bodyguard for what? dog, i'd rather shoot

They wanna see a nigga lose but i’m destined to win

Of the blacks and the whites all together, with no friction,

Thought you was a cutie, though your booty mad thin

We could rub together, and make friction

Friction never in the pistons

She likes the way it hits her lips

Don't believe me? then watch me empty out a full clip

The way i flow shocks you like friction on a carpet

And all the pain the world cause she be healin' that shit

The way i flow shocks you like friction on a carpet

My friction revisits its.. mentalist synthesis when real folks witness this//

You fronting niggas hate to meet up withbut my crew holdin' duffle bags bitches