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

She always in my mind when i write every single verse.

One can never be judged when he dress like his brothers

Purchased first just to get heard off one verse

Nasty new street slugger, my heat seeks suckers

What up girl, tell me how you been

From verse one you can tell that i won/

Verse 3(i prefer this one):

This thing that you could imagine

They slowly showin they colors

You cant deliver one verse,

Plus 11-99 in his muthafuckin' chest

They robbed us in the end

My verse caged with puffed rage made one train

But i'mma build it ground up, let's again

Fulfilling voids of broke d-boys sellin' weed

The winner in the end is the one you feed.