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

My densest frees are condensed in this verse

Fuck around you gon' need a stint at the doctors

Faith, all you need is the size of a mustard seed

The winner in the end is the one you feed.

While you fucking with mei'm a self-made millionaire!thug livin', out of prison

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

Niggas hate us, but we famous so i never blame them

Verse one: i remember when you could turn on the television

Ha, the envy of dime dealers

They cant take the shit in each verse

The winner in the end is the one you feed.

Long as i can feel my heart tap like happy feet

Then bossip for gossip, ybf in concrete

The winner in the end is the one you feed.

Hold up yea we the best

(victim screaming in the end)