This is a song about "Endless fights"

About disaster in the world and

An let forth with endless harassment,

Skinny cracker, i don't get in many fights...

This ain't 1992 bullets tumblin' out no nines

Cause im getting paid like i'm in 12th grade, this shit endless,

Red berry everywhere, got puff getting jealous

So here i am at the store for some chips

It’s an endless cycle, of drugs and violence,

Damn, they wanna label me a menace

Somewhat similar to my skills: it's endless

Straight geechi on her, came back with eighty chains

Or else the endless cycle continues and rotates

No contact, beer bottles, and random fights

The .45 for you niggas with nine lives

The little engine that could, this little nigga is good

Quality portrayed volubly seemingly endless sporadic/