This is a song about "End the rap"

For four hundred plus yearsyou should be scared

My rap has now come to an end

Yeah my shit ain't no scratch and win

The end of discussion

No bullshit, i'm mike with the mic

You'll end up at the clinic,

And maybe it's the end

Might as well get it off yo’ chest

In fly modei'm a homicidal outlawand five-o, get your lights on, fight long

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

My levis, they 501, my snapback is hella bent

You cant end early, no reward at the end

Now the raps gotta end

Nigga i ain't never scared

She all on my skin

This is the end station