This is a song about "End of the freestyle"

Got problems, what? i can't say

Because at the end of the day,

Not even on the distance factor chicks who pick the rapper

The pitter-patter of young feet enough to end the chatter

At the end of the day he just wants to go home

I got a love jones for your body and skin tone

No disrespecting baby, just tryna make you smile

Just run of the mill a freestyle, once in a while

And at the end of the day,

Same shit you said yesterday

Guess this is the end of the whitehouse

I'm chicken stripping off your lil blouse

The fans were frustrated to witness the end of an era

I can eradicate a village if you give me a beat, huh