This is a song about "Come"

So at the end don't come

I need to free them

Come take my hand (come take my hand)

Stack in his hand trynna make that last

Magic city tipping them

I never thought this day would come

Now look: the change has come.

But that’s just life, where i’m from

48. and come back seeking,

Don't want to be the king

Bitch come on and come at me with your weak as

Nickel bag full of sess weed laced with hash

The best is yet to come.

How fitting we at stadium

My rhymes come off as venomous,

Maybe i'm on lust well you deserve love