This is a song about "End of the day"

That's the end of the masterbigt show/

Bad bitches never loved them though

I have the end goal of becomin' famous,

Next month i want that plus, money long as your tour bus

Regardless to all them, i appease her

But at the end of the day, #i #browse on fire

The end of discussion

She all on my skin

This is the end of my fucking song

I walked up and asked what's wrong

If i can leave this place, and just get away

Either way, at the end of the day, i drown you in hay,

But in real life they eyes is on your moneysee the enemies will say they true

You can do it unintentionally- but at the end of the day it is on you!

I have the end goal of becomin' famous,

See my desire for the lust, fucked up what was love