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

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

While you fucking with mei'm a self-made millionaire!thug livin', out of prison

Let me wipe my nose with these rappers

My densest frees are condensed in this verse

9 months later, new car, can’t afford a son

From verse one you can tell that i won/

The winner in the end is the one you feed.

Cause i got a big fetish with the feet

Niggas in the street scared

They robbed us in the end

Stuck in positions. if victims can't stand the heat

The winner in the end is the one you feed.

Adabo to my haters

You cant deliver one verse,

That i did it or put it in this verse

Yeah, uh, where's the love for the sixteen writers