This is a song about "End carrer in one verse"

The winner in the end is the one you feed.

But hey yo look, money from across the street

And we gon' take it do max but i don't know screech

And we just enough heads to occupy one small verse each)

Will i, succeed, paranoid from the weed

The winner in the end is the one you feed.

What up girl, tell me how you been

Verse 3(i prefer this one):

Dropping my gunor as high as a kite hitting hoes for fun

Verse one: i remember when you could turn on the television

Searching for fortune and fame

My verse caged with puffed rage made one train

Baby moms on greyhound for 8 hours

End your career in a verse

From verse one you can tell that i won/

See with a district columbia vision