This is a song about "End of history"

Instead of darkened fiends writing her fucking history,

Sometimes you go stores and buy everything that you see

Things'll never be the same

Until then end of your game.

They tryna see the end of me

Bitch, they call it motor city

They say nothings ever free

You're just history

I'm a g, and this is something you can't see

Would it alter the course of my history?

The end of discussion

She all on my skin

Trying to catch me riding dirty

I'll make you history...

One parent above, the other live scared

Nah for you it's the beginning of the end