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

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

Yeah i know a city that's surrounded by a beautiful beach

Then let that arm & hammer, hammer it right to a lot

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

But hey yo look, money from across the street

The winner in the end is the one you feed.

So both of our imaginations are creations of the fucking situation

And i got a girlfriend so i'm a keep lying until the verse end, fin

One that doesn't end in psychotic rage,

That k o d a lil bit of change

End your career in a verse

He lying i’m on papers

Developing cavities cause revenge is sweet

The winner in the end is the one you feed.

Ain't heard a nigga thorough, it ain't perfect, but i work

Spit catastrophes and a master piece in one verse sounds absurd