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

Spit catastrophes and a master piece in one verse sounds absurd

After i dig her up and then eat her out with a bit of mustard

The winner in the end is the one you feed.

When it came to grams it was 90 i fried

The winner in the end is the one you feed.

Umm, this lane is open if, if you need

Yeah i know we never got to meet

The winner in the end is the one you feed.

Top ranked, number one my son

From verse one you can tell that i won/

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

I could spend a whole damn advance on some kicks and some pants son

Then i wait for them days to turn good again

My verse caged with puffed rage made one train

The red album, lil red shortie, you can't touch her

One verse, one hearse, kill him off like the grim reaper/