This is a song about "Got enough mcs apitting"

That scary love, never get married love

I create estranged mcs by killing their parents,

Got enough blades for when the zombies come

It's slight blemishes and life system

Its small enough to swallow and its got sharp parts

You know how jay-z said he wasn't going for the charts

I got bars for days, enough to lock up every wanted man across the state

So play this shit while you contemplate, contemplate, contemplate

And stabbing this ice cube look-a-like to show you a nigga with attitude

I got enough enemies on my list though so don't even look at me dude

Backing up, like juvenile biggest fan was a moving truck

Believe me i've got enough rough and tough inside me to f*** you up.