This is a song about "End"

It came so close to being the end

Might as well get it off yo’ chest

Would end up in hell too!

I was twelve when the gunned you

Into a world where hurt dont end

For four hundred plus yearsyou should be scared

Now look at you vicious to the end.

One parent above, the other live scared

My levis, they 501, my snapback is hella bent

Good things should never come to an end.

I didnt care but it had to end

Smoking khaled, my weed the best

And maybe it's the end

Beach on the weekend