This is a song about "I got enemies"

I'm everything that they call nice

Playing christ to these enemies

Damn... no friends, no enemies- i guess they even out

Don't second guess it girl there ain't nothing to think about

This song about you, then you probably need to leave

And just because my fate that i hate making enemies

Thats how i ride on my motherfuckin enemies

Feed niggas shells like my motherfucking beach is nice

Somalia women ethiopian queens never could tell the difference

I never planned on makin' enemies but now i got hit lists

Adapt to being black, strapped and gang tats, look

But if i were my enemies, i would

Enemies getting closer.

Bitch i'm from the motor, motor

She looks better than beyonce, alicia keys

Sceptical about friends more than my enemies