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

My densest frees are condensed in this verse

Where my soldiers at, no longer drug dealers

They robbed us in the end

Then push the milk on a slow bend

Verse 3(i prefer this one):

I can only imagine

When it came to grams it was 90 i fried

The winner in the end is the one you feed.

After i dig her up and then eat her out with a bit of mustard

Spit catastrophes and a master piece in one verse sounds absurd

Now you got a masters

End your career in a verse

The winner in the end is the one you feed.

Of a convertible elopin' to get married

It's just me, in the end

Smoking khaled, my weed the best