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

Work straight out the kitchen

Verse 3(i prefer this one):

Purchased first just to get heard off one verse

I give a girl what she want - but no dollars

You little young-ass motherfuckers

You cant deliver one verse,

The winner in the end is the one you feed.

And everything after nautilus ain't a beat

Holla; cheech chong & folarin, only get high when my lows come often

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

It's just me, in the end

See, you're my best friend

We up in that magic city throwing up them dollars

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

Niggas in the street scared

They robbed us in the end