This is a song about "Opponent"

I'm focused 'n loaded on the closest opponent who's next

They say i walk around like i got a s on my chest

If i'm getting geetchi i can rock three chains on either block

I'm lyrically destroying my opponent and now he's like "please stop!"

And i can already see the flips my opponent will pull

Nigga, so high, i gotta modify my schedule

Slowly look at my opponent worthy of defeat

J big as a muffler, we puff that meineke weed

I’m in the club, tryna show ‘em how to stunt

She said, “how you make your opponent

If you've noticed im potent 'n' focused on the closest opponent

Sorry i'm so demanding, sick of dancing back to mansion and

You gotta keep your sense of humoryou gotta be able to smile through all this bullshit

In order to battle i need a valid opponent, this bitch is week y'all know that i own it,

It may seem you are your own opponent

Secret society all we ask is trust