This is a song about "Belieber until the fucking world ends"

Run on a ramage until the world ends

I had dollars for a young’un ever had cents

Long as she come to me first

Snd you don't own the fucking world!

For the ends of being and ideal grace.

Prps cover my eight’s, uhh, lemme switch my pace

Niggaz always wondering when the torture ends, yup!!!

-ttention. you don't gotta listen just give a fuck

My nigga made it, we just young, living the dream

I'm a fucking kid acting like the world to me is cream

An eighth of grape ape hella joints to the head got my eyes all varsity red

I'm gonna pick the world up and i'm gonna drop it on your fucking head

Now i can torture anyone i want and never stop until it ends

They heard i'm bout to blow, so all my enemies say let's be friends

Until she's no longer living and death has fucking risen

With a tear they try to tell me but i never listen