This is a song about "End my life"

Plus 11-99 in his muthafuckin' chest

Myself and my crew til the very end

Then push the milk on a slow bend

So why not kiss my rear end

If its not couture, i will not go to her

Kill you bring you back to life to end your life right after,

With my end goal in sight

Me and you i think we should ride

Ain't have to see-saw, i'm already scared

You speakin bullshit, your grip in life has to end

Starting to starve living life non large, end it all discharge

I need henny on the rock, my queen top notch

Folarin never walk in prada and talk of a price

Time to make this #pussy cat #bleed, end his #period of life

Or end your life with rhymes.

Paper planes, long flights