This is a song about "End the war"

When you rapping how i'm rapping, they fellatio free

On the brink of war, shit's bout to get gory/

See, you're my best friend

Now the raps gotta end

Beach on the weekend

They robbed us in the end

That happen to act like a black president

You cant end early, no reward at the end

Now look at you vicious to the end.

Plus 11-99 in his muthafuckin' chest

So you can ask black thought if i know my roots

The holy war, the spiritual troops

They were colonizing the eastern end

Ain't have to see-saw, i'm already scared

It's just me, in the end

Hold up yea we the best