This is a song about "End you"

Baby i always loved you, but our love will never end,

Now the only guidance that i had is splattered on cement

Digital ten, shit get critical friend

You cant end early, no reward at the end

When you bluffing, and end up doing nothing

I was like a young simba couldn’t wait to be the king

Outta town rapper, bitches love to hear my accent

Don't predict the story before you get to the end

Just to let you all know that in the end.

Box logo on my muthafuckin' chest

To the end like you know

Bad bitches get low

Its the small shit that gets you in the end

Half your body laying on my chest

You end up sempiternally disassembled in the darkness

And i ain't worried bout a damn thang, with unconditional love