This is a song about "Bestmates till the end"

Friends first, but enemies unto the end.

Optimism - wishin' make you too content

You made me wanna

Darkness till the fame huh,

(victim screaming in the end)

Niggas in the street scared

Myself and my crew til the very end

Outta town rapper, bitches love to hear my accent

To the end like you know

And yall niggas the right flow

Then push the milk on a slow bend

They robbed us in the end

You low zero and i beat all y'all ass in a game of guitar hero

The real result will end with your #funeral, a #skewed #sickle till your #pupils #grow

Detaching the plastic i don't untie the end

I guess that’s why all of these niggas get bent