This is a song about "End of song"

Because at the end of the day,

White mans world that i'm livin' in, some say

Haven't seen the world in so long

Instead of singin' the same song

Until then end of your game.

It’s not a game, hold your dame

This song to retaliate this discrimination of fakes who are hating

And i have to say that music keeps me here, by far, the main thing

I’ll forever move any cat they admire mine

But for me this song makes end of the line

I was wondering maybe

Haters won't be the end of me,

This is the end of my fucking song

And before the sun came up, he was gone

Find your number in my phone and don't know what be goin wrong

For the intoxicating lyrical content of my song,