This is a song about "Fri ends"

I hear you callin' me to come back, i'm a sucka for love

Reppin real life experience, no loose ends, mysterious,

For the ends of being and ideal grace.

Driving my car to a foreign place

Since i ain't in many penitentiaries the best revenge is fuck friends

There's several idiots, with the federal syndicates threat to no ends/

Your story ends its time to go home

It's time to turn the streets into a war zone

I think you and your friends

Tryna meet my half ends

This game of cat and mouse ends a.s.a.p

Killer stay uptown, louden va tree

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

Remember popping and locking to kurtis blow, the name belts

I hope bullying ends.

Stop it, i'm hearin' the comments