This is a song about "Ending the club"

And the only ending will be me dead on the fucking street

The people ain't got shoes for they feet, or food to eat

Black bird out in the club tonight

When it came to grams it was 90 i fried

Dont see how you can hate from my side of the club

From the homies, cuz shorty wanna be a thug

There ain't no telling

We're goin' straight to the ending

To reds i ain't know how to act

Got my shirt off the club too packed

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

Im never regretting the mentions of legends im ending