This is a song about "Ending rap"

The homies wanna kick it, but i'm just laughin at cha

I'm spitting out the dirt from the hurt, and ending your hurrah/

Don't call it a comeback, i been here for years

Ending the shit right here arguing with my conscience

Which leads me to this, an ending suspending your wits

Always keep a rubber, word to telly in kids

That fairy tale ending with a knight in shining armor

Hella proper, my garment is propeller of chopper

And eagerly im ending peoples lives more speedily"

They giving me pounds and thats of course getting money

Fuck the fat lady, it's over when all the kids sing

Ascending - the galaxy's the limit never ending

Tryin’ to bag a brother with a super bowl ring

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