This is a song about "End of days"

Now of days people will be shooting,

No kids, no ring herd she do your own thing

And before the sun came up, he was gone

This is the end of my fucking song

That damier bag i bought her

The days of our adventure

The end of discussion

Yeah my shit ain't no scratch and win

Shawty my bait, she say she never scared

Smoking weed having drinks and those days never end

Until then end of your game.

Playing field ain't levelling the lane

All of my days are spent

Hold my tears i tried my best