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

Fulfilling voids of broke d-boys sellin' weed

The winner in the end is the one you feed.

In a verse so adverse rebirth it occurs,

You little young-ass motherfuckers

They robbed us in the end

Never ever pay rent

It's just me, in the end

Niggas in the street scared

The winner in the end is the one you feed.

Then bossip for gossip, ybf in concrete

Verse 3(i prefer this one):

So the ones eye has freak don't run

The winner in the end is the one you feed.

I can always go home and look down my street

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

Multiple colors, my mind's more productive than others