This is a song about "Rival"

Having you wish you read the bible more,my presence can rival wars

And shorty, you straight, bet you look way better without no drawers

You all niggas ain't even on my level

Em teached me how to fuck up my rival

Secret society all we ask is trust

Oh you rival? get used and recycled,

Im freestyling tell your mommy you got a mean rival

Ceremony with all my homies, i'm suicidal

And standing there idle, only your reflection your rival,

Spit it like i get it from the bible for your survival

To make karma come faster than she normally will

Like the ocean a tidal rises to submerge it's rival

Success is my idol being broke is my rival

Inside of me, but the thoughts it tells me are still evil

His a very hard rival you little ben

My raincoat, and gold wrappers, amen