This is a song about "Endless thoughts"

Cause i’m back on my grind

His thoughts disorganized

Metaphor, chilling with better whores

Ive been having these thoughts

A lone man/misguided thoughts...

Intendent attend them, cool cause

Talking bout they suicidal thoughts

So these bars not mine, nigga it's yours

This ain't 1992 bullets tumblin' out no nines

Endless the days, forever the nights,

Hell of a hand without a man, feelin' helpless

Breathless and my rhymes seem forever endless/

She got me going, i’m all in, fifty stories, i’m falling

I'm always standing alone in this endless game, watching

Ima bosscall me ah a skinny rick rossflyer than a sworm of moths

It is endless, you're defenseless, i see your inner thoughts,