This is a song about "End on this"

Duck duck, say goose

To end up on the news

It's a -- situation

This is the end station

Stop blowin' up my cell phone

Or you’ll end up on your own

I killed them,now i think this is the end

Then push the milk on a slow bend

Were gonna end this song while

We about to set this bitch on fire

Why these broads hear my late call, start rushin' over runnin' lights

And i'll carry this legacy on til' the end of times/

I always come prepared, i keep a tire on my rear end,

They worship the ground i walk on, though i'm harder than cement

So alone on this road again, until the end of time.

By the minute i was getting paid like a hot line