This is a song about "I got enemys got a lot of enemys"

And tell where a lot of niggaz got they whole style from

Rectum, i'm like a chromosome i always x them

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

And a nigga have ‘em beefin’ on who gon' twist up my new growth

But i got a lot of stuff i ain't get to do yet

Then it bunny hopped off my shoulder, now my conscience dead

I got a lot of stuff on my plate,

Two dyke jawns but tonight they straight

Like a condom that's scuffed up, i'm the wrong one to fuck with

Its been 2 years and i got a lot of practise

Pissin' on the demons of the earth

I got a lot of haters.

Know there's a lot of artists but i got the best palette to destroy you

But in real life they eyes is on your moneysee the enemies will say they true

'til a stray bullet got his lungs struck

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