This is a song about "End of rap"

One way or another you'll be givin it up, huhi guess cause i'm black born

Cause’ i’m the rap boogeyman, motherfucker, you’ll understand by the end of this song/

Guess this is the end of the whitehouse

Oaktown still in the motherfuckin house

Looking at your money

They tryna see the end of me

The michael myers of rap,

Top dropped down, black on black

Got a big fat lawsuit and everything

As i end my rap, i showed u whos the king,

That remix flow, mocco bread, pg though

That's the end of the masterbigt show/

That end of my childhood

Fistful of wood, twisted for the good