This is a song about "Dead ends"

I dont need fake friends i dont take ends

Stop it, i'm hearin' the comments

We're all loose ends, making someone else's dividends

I think i've got some enemies disguised as friends

Caged within where sin begins witherin away chasin ends,

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

I like rollin' with friends

I got no friends with no ends

Dispensing ends and getting meds to fix the mess you left for dead

Because of the feds as we pledge to let our plague spread

That's word to ksa i'm trying to make sunnier days

For the ends of being and ideal grace.

Feasting off wack mc's just waiting till lunch ends

Bands on top of bands, got me fuckin’ her and her friends

Not too many options when you coming from the projects

We're all loose ends, making someone else's dividends