This is a song about "Opponents"

Killed legendary opponents, rap is to me as cops are to donuts/

And we way too young to know love, maybe not but we don't need no rush

We freestyle battle opponents and make em break like pots of clay

Young nigga from the bottom and i never had a way

I'm out bk with these fast girls and all my cash good i miss slow bucks

Killed legendary opponents, rap is to me as cops are to donuts

Cabo to jamaica every weekend honey moon and you

My opponents so obtuse, even if they alone they not top two

I'm a g, and this is something you can't see

Choose your opponents wisely, they make rap so tightly.

Spread the word and witness, he rose on the first sunday

I love it when my opponents spit emotionally

Tryin to torture em to tell, i'm gettin mailbut ain't nobody sayin much, the same old nuts

Bold as a poet, story's foretold n' i know it, chosen to be thrown with opponents

Never tell em bend over i just make em’ take a bow

Concentrating on eliminating my opponents now/