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

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

Until she figured out that she don't really like to bang cock

My densest frees are condensed in this verse

Where they cherish gangsters and not teachers

It's utterly bologna, so i'm muslim to these rappers

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

In a verse so adverse rebirth it occurs,

See me, i’d rather cut let ya body give birth

Hold up yea we the best

They robbed us in the end

I'm in a ferrari, racin', chasin' the end of the line, placin' number one

As i read every word that you write, i can only imagine

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

Spit catastrophes and a master piece in one verse sounds absurd

That i did it or put it in this verse

Most of them ain't conscious, they just monsters