This is a song about "End this rap"

Or let the mob handle that

Imma spit this angry rap

To burn my kingdom, you must use fire

Were gonna end this song while

Keep going 'til next week this ain't ever gon' end

That's why i never claimed i was the best

Fame is a drug i knew that before jay said that

This the overdosage of lyrical rap

This is the end of my fucking song

Smoking 100 dollar worth of strong

And we still high assed outscreamin' 'thug till i die'before i passed outbut now that your gone

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

Ill end you will to rap

Now you got me hopped up on that

I'm cruising through this smooth rap

Aye jay, 8 grand skins gonna take that