This is a song about "Got a lot of enemies"

A criminal grind nigga

Yup you got a lot a

If it's me that catch you, you're fried

Pour a lot of cyanide

Middle finger missing so i can not give a fuck

I got a lot of them, watch me back 'em up

Yeah you know i've got a lot of motherfuckin' problems,

Wish you niggas father understood where the condom was

I got a lot of haters.

Got a house on hundred acres

Our vision never changed, we self made

I got a lot of stuff on my plate,

Cause you know, aside from me strugglin' or coming up in one of the most

I commit felonies with no remorse.. sins?yeah i got a lot of those/