This is a song about "Scheming"

I'm a team player, i ain't tryna be no king

Everybody's got a dream , jus keep on scheming

Always scheming, beating any obstacle that intervening

I was fiending for the meals; i ain't talking burger king

Trying to get me, i hear them suckas scheming

If i got all y'all, there won't be no sense in cheating

It takes a nation of millions, public enemy would spit it raw,

Just keep trying to fuck wit my paper but bitches is scheming and so are ya

I be scheming on the weekend just to force that pussy to deepen,

The mirror's screaming at me saying i'm emmi lola's son

I used to be the most humble until

Teaming with demons, theyr scheming a kill

Of felons, killers and monsters, so revealing and honest

So i mean it when i deem it that my scheming is the meanest

If you see us in the club, we'll be actin' real nice

Big cheese scheming, i'm posted up on a quiche