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

I can always go home and look down my street

The winner in the end is the one you feed.

Long as i can feel my heart tap like happy feet

The winner in the end is the one you feed.

I still got haters

End your career in a verse

You cant deliver one verse,

Penncounting pennys over tha years

The winner in the end is the one you feed.

Hot whips somethin cold on my feet

Searching for fortune and fame

My verse caged with puffed rage made one train

One that doesn't end in psychotic rage,

Give me a blue benz, red porsche, red range

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

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