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

Hold up yea we the best

They robbed us in the end

She leave the bathroom with a nose bleed

The winner in the end is the one you feed.

My verse caged with puffed rage made one train

It's a shameso much pressure on my brain

So i'd like to end this verse with a line and a dot

Get a piece of pussy then take my niggas to shop

Think it's sweet, think he get money across the street

The winner in the end is the one you feed.

Yeah, uh, where's the love for the sixteen writers

Purchased first just to get heard off one verse

One that doesn't end in psychotic rage,

And i doubt that ever change

Verse 3(i prefer this one):

Top ranked, number one my son