This is a song about "Ending a rap"

Trapped in a never-ending barrage of hopelessness/

I've got a paper plane, it's propelling my buzz

At 1 minute and 17 seconds, is when this rap i'm ending

Escobar season begins, so let the semis ring

I’m a pretty dark person, i’ve though about ending it a million times

While you were playing playstation, my pencil was erasing lines

But every day im still closer to ending

You little niggas little league i'm the real thing

When i'm on it, on it like my job

Ending their sentence with a full stop./

So therefore, i've lost all hope of a happy ending

Ain't get my message, was no signal when i was texting

I’m a pretty dark person, i’ve though about ending it a million times

Really probably waitin' on vh1 to do a lil show called rappers wives

Searching thru a never ending loop of keys, all for different locks..

I was hyper because i didn't get attention from my real pops