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

My densest frees are condensed in this verse

I've become immune to you no name haters

Nigga, you pull over, fuck a rover range

One that doesn't end in psychotic rage,

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

They ain't grossing a million liquid, don't form an opinion

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

Behind the velvet rope, snapping a lot of pictures

From verse one you can tell that i won/

Speak with conviction or we shouldn't listen

In a verse so adverse rebirth it occurs,

Girls will love you for your cross they ain't jesus lovers

The winner in the end is the one you feed.

Blind fucking hate inside my heart, guaranteed

Daddy was a kingpin, a couple milli buried

The winner in the end is the one you feed.