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

My densest frees are condensed in this verse

Said that they tried to give him like a hundred years

They cant take the shit in each verse

You little young-ass motherfuckers

The winner in the end is the one you feed.

Fulfilling voids of broke d-boys sellin' weed

The winner in the end is the one you feed.

Umm, this lane is open if, if you need

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

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

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

I wanted them on my debut, but they ain't wanna listen

The winner in the end is the one you feed.

Will i, succeed, paranoid from the weed

It's just me, in the end

Niggas in the street scared