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

Then bossip for gossip, ybf in concrete

The winner in the end is the one you feed.

When it came to grams it was 90 i fried

The winner in the end is the one you feed.

You let it slide, i hit home-runs, clean her dugout till i’m done

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

They cant take the shit in each verse

This ones for the lovers

That i did it or put it in this verse

Said that they tried to give him like a hundred years

Babies turn into shooters

You cant deliver one verse,

And we stumpinbut can't catch the beat

The winner in the end is the one you feed.

In a verse so adverse rebirth it occurs,

Yessir, lets have a toast for the girls