This is a song about "Me vs my enemy"

And a nose full of chowder, he's choppin' up all the doubters see

Shit is getting to me i'm my number one fucking enemy

Tramps everywhere today i told you boy i didn't want an enemy bust my rhyms out against

Speaking of chest,i got a knive that could breach in your vest right after your preaching your best

Know it hurts that she flirts with a nigga this is worse

The contenders as my enemy surrenders

They hating, patrolling and trying to catch me riding dirty

Follow me, and we'll have the enemy retreating cowardly

A military mind mean money

But don't make me your enemy

That bitch bad, looking like a bag of money

My own unknown is my enemy,

No check back, in debt yep

Vs me taking a step

It ain't nothing to me, i’m who they coming to see

Cus isn't me, vs you producing misery?