This is a song about "Ends"

Ur reign ends and mines pro-claimed,

But they sold jello in the paint

Same shit different pen just reruns with different ends,

While i ride this maserati, rick and his best friends

I had dollars for a young’un ever had cents

Let's pretend he grew up middle class with the ends,

Which ends with jubilation

It ain't where i been

Let's pretend he grew up middle class with the ends,

Cum again, invite 'em if you have any fun friends

They heard i'm bout to blow, so all my enemies say let's be friends

Caged within where sin begins witherin away chasin ends,

Sometimes you buy the ring, with no problems you will love

Reppin real life experience, no loose ends, mysterious,

We're all loose ends, making someone else's dividends

Nothens changedcause in tha came it's a steady aimfuck friends