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

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

Africa and europe, it's a small world we truly neighbors

Plus 11-99 in his muthafuckin' chest

(victim screaming in the end)

Hot whips somethin cold on my feet

The winner in the end is the one you feed.

You cant deliver one verse,

Let's enjoy our younger years

One verse, one hearse, kill him off like the grim reaper/

You ever paid attention in there? me either

The winner in the end is the one you feed.

I'll tell you true stories, how i coldly hold heat

End your career in a verse

You little young-ass motherfuckers

Well rick james, maury jane

My verse caged with puffed rage made one train