This is a song about "Money an enemies"

Member when you had a jheri curl didn't quite learn

Cremate the money, put it in an urn

Thats how i ride on my motherfuckin enemies

Pushing keys like them niggas that were banging on the keys

You're uncool like my mother kin

New passions, enemies new fashion

Fuck her like she the woman of my enemies

Pay homage to a god, bitch fall on your knees

Just to let you know, you are

Enemies getting closer.

Slay a list of enemies envying creativity

My bitch likes to cut the dope and bag it for a fee

Masked up, this ain't trick or treat, one wrong move they finna squeeze

Go on a rampage takin out all my enemies

Lord, forgive me, as a kid, i used to look at niggas jealous

She aint an object but neither is money and ill have that free based love