This is a song about "My enemies are all crazy"

Enemies are my colors, the floor the palette/

For the next one to call me up talking that shit

I know just what you need nigga that know when to leave

Thats how i ride on my motherfuckin enemies

Me my crew are crazy,

Nothin sweet when i attend, see

Malcolm x, by any means

People that are my enemies

Got my niggahz on my side when we in the enemies hood

Stealin' phones to call home but the line is off the hook

Than diggin' in your couch, looking for your car keys

Go on a rampage takin out all my enemies

Shame, some of my worst enemies

I'm hot breeze, snot sneeze

We was loonie i suppose, you could

But if i were my enemies, i would