This is a song about "End of days"

Pull up on these 26’s, i’m a vanity slave

New year's day in a couple of days

Every problem you ever had with another man i gotta face

I can't stand the idiotic ideas of peoples these days

Smoke ? you know it taste good

That end of my childhood

Outta town rapper, bitches love to hear my accent

Smoking weed having drinks and those days never end

This is the end of my fucking song

Cause i'm thinking me and you could get along

For a better life so i can have the brighter of days,

I’m stuntin’ the ferragamo, i’m running that medal pace

Fire starter put me anywhere i just blaze

Yall will understand one of these days

Tomorrow never cried, the days of our lives

My entendres be tumblin’ while you niggas lack balance