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

The winner in the end is the one you feed.

Fulfilling voids of broke d-boys sellin' weed

And we just enough heads to occupy one small verse each)

Yeah i know a city that's surrounded by a beautiful beach

Yea, dc boy today i'm out the stadium with dollars

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

Strumming my pain with his fingers

You cant deliver one verse,

Will i, succeed, paranoid from the weed

The winner in the end is the one you feed.

Blind fucking hate inside my heart, guaranteed

The winner in the end is the one you feed.

I'm just tryin to get back, to what really matters

That i did it or put it in this verse

Smoking khaled, my weed the best

(victim screaming in the end)