This is a song about "Where s my enemies"

So hit me with them cups, ron artest stepen jackson, yea

I make many enemies when my entity comes out to play.

My enemies get no blows in cus

Too focused, one word, righteous

Bonded with the children of zion, my mind is s-s-s-so divine.

Y'all can keep all the trophies get at kim and i'm fine

But now i'm pointin the finger at police

Sceptical about friends more than my enemies

Fumble or you crumble, get murked on the humble

To my enemies i'm like a cannibal.

Like the nigga on the block waving his glock but won't squeeze

Where was that? you say the 90's set you free, but when was your release?