This is a song about "Dawn of the end"

A fuckin' sausage fest will them shaky niggas get married then

Satan's spawns, we take ém own, break of dawn to the time when,

And at the end of the day,

Observe: cock and spray

They gotta point em out baby

They tryna see the end of me

Shit, see that thing there was mine

Since the dawn of my time

This is the end of my fucking song

And before the sun came up, he was gone

And let’s win this war from fighting battles to the break of dawn

So now i say goodbye to the old me, it's already gone

Guess this is the end of the whitehouse

Start beef bigger then your spouse

I leapt 'n' saw the path at the end of the rainbow

Money got me pulling strings, i got that geppetto dough