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

Babies turn into shooters

You cant deliver one verse,

Baby moms on greyhound for 8 hours

End your career in a verse

The winner in the end is the one you feed.

But hey yo look, money from across the street

The winner in the end is the one you feed.

She leave the bathroom with a nose bleed

Purchased first just to get heard off one verse

Said that they tried to give him like a hundred years

Holla; cheech chong & folarin, only get high when my lows come often

I'm in a ferrari, racin', chasin' the end of the line, placin' number one

1-900-wale, nigga keep the change

One that doesn't end in psychotic rage,

(victim screaming in the end)

Beach on the weekend