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

As i read every word that you write, i can only imagine

They robbed us in the end

Then push the milk on a slow bend

Let me wipe my nose with these rappers

Purchased first just to get heard off one verse

That i did it or put it in this verse

It was just the four of us uptown corners

Pass it round, counter-clock, let her show her titties, stop

So i'd like to end this verse with a line and a dot

The nerve of this prick, he said fuck it you can have her

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

You send me beats via email, i'mma send them back in a hearse

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

Niggas in the street scared

(victim screaming in the end)