This is a song about "End times"

Then push the milk on a slow bend

This road.....never seems to end

Wale they call me tiger stripes

Keep my mind occupied at all times,

My paper long, yep, you left alone, you gets no fucks

And when those times come i'll probably end up on my knees in cuffs,

Dc's here, this is where crack lives

Girl, you remember all does times,

When i get my hands on nines

Cause u went spastic so many times

Remember when we went to happy times

We will never die, we are forever alive

My dough in flipmode, what up to busta rhymes

Maybe jab you in the eye several times.

We hustle to survive

The world seems strange at times