This is a song about "Gees in the ends"

Run on a ramage until the world ends

I had dollars for a young’un ever had cents

Young jeezy/ any one who ends in the easy-/ they saying it's simple and breezy//

Family is all i need but indeed them too can run me right up a tree

I think you and your friends

I hope bullying ends.

A dumb one that ends tragic, the fact is i'm pissed at this,

This ain't mine, it's ricky, but shhh don't tell my bitches

I just open up easier when i talk through a mic

Polemic ends the round with this fantastic shocking classic

With you the cursing never ends

We can never be friends

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/

An when the world ends...ill be the only left on it,

Is you a fiend now, nigga? catch a gleamed bullet