This is a song about "Opponent"

She said, “how you make your opponent

Spend the night with me, we'll talk and

So i could go help the babyshe could barely speak

Slowly look at my opponent worthy of defeat

But i'm from jers' and we don't play that shitfrom the clare down to north bricks, all my niggas flipping chips

And your offense offers hits to be attacked with, you give your opponent extra tactics,

My meanest opponent

Im happier when high and drunk

You the party baby i'm just the guest list

Amidst an opponent with enough will to resist

Homie popped up with about twenty bags and

The devil is my only opponent/

And i can already see the flips my opponent will pull

All the possessions you possess, and they can't keep your spirit full