This is a song about "Dont come to my ends"

They work to death, when they come home, you dont even have a plate

And he's the only nigga in this particular grade

She's bound to be bitchin if she hasn't got a fix inso... now i lay me down to sleep

People be beat, feds come i dont even more my feet, lyrics like mine i dont need to be neat

Come to my street and try to handle this heat

This is what the devil plays before he goes to sleep

Callin' these bitches cuz bitches ain't even women

Lately it's come to my attention -listen-

Runnin' this bitch like i do not care

Tears come to my eyes "i couldn't stay there"

I had a mother, working trying to make ends meet.

Nigga fuck you cracker, i put you six feet

Has come to satisfy my urge under my black heart

I want that title but they got me fighting under card