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

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Verse 3(i prefer this one):

Niggas in the street scared

It's just me, in the end

I'm in a ferrari, racin', chasin' the end of the line, placin' number one

As i read every word that you write, i can only imagine

The winner in the end is the one you feed.

She leave the bathroom with a nose bleed

My densest frees are condensed in this verse

They slowly showin they colors

I'm on my grind feeble, my music is either

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

So now she picks up the gun

From verse one you can tell that i won/

J big as a muffler, we puff that meineke weed

The winner in the end is the one you feed.