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

You cant deliver one verse,

I still got haters

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

Cause when i'm broke i got no time for the fellas. listen

Baby moms on greyhound for 8 hours

End your career in a verse

But buy a .44, blasting at playa haterswanting more with a thug passion

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

The winner in the end is the one you feed.

Fulfilling voids of broke d-boys sellin' weed

Nigga fuck you cracker, i put you six feet

The winner in the end is the one you feed.

Verse 3(i prefer this one):

I wonder so often

Let's enjoy our younger years

They cant take the shit in each verse