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

(victim screaming in the end)

Niggas in the street scared

My verse caged with puffed rage made one train

I swear i'll never call you bitch again

From the ghetto to the 'burbs, know we meant, every word

Spit catastrophes and a master piece in one verse sounds absurd

For me looks good she said oh you so sweet

The winner in the end is the one you feed.

The winner in the end is the one you feed.

Yeah i know we never got to meet

From verse one you can tell that i won/

Boss broke, spouse choke, blouse open

Bored of the shooters

You cant deliver one verse,

Stop it if you scared

It's just me, in the end