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

Getting paid off our operation we ain't even doctors

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

Fuck around you gon' need a stint at the doctors

My densest frees are condensed in this verse

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

But compliment her tits and then its off to hump her

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

The winner in the end is the one you feed.

And we just enough heads to occupy one small verse each)

Ay yo your girl around me? that's like sand to a beach

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

The winner in the end is the one you feed.

Cause when in danger those niggas changepuff weed

The winner in the end is the one you feed.

One that doesn't end in psychotic rage,

Nigga, you pull over, fuck a rover range