This is a song about "In the end you get there"

Daddy was a kingpin, a couple milli buried

The winner in the end is the one you feed.

The people ain't got shoes for they feet, or food to eat

The winner in the end is the one you feed.

Its the small shit that gets you in the end

The day before is better than the present

Ran the cracked ensue end tact in you

I really love my miami crew

Wolf gang, wolf gang

Get there - while you can

Umm, this lane is open if, if you need

The winner in the end is the one you feed.

Might as well get it off yo’ chest

(victim screaming in the end)

You end up sempiternally disassembled in the darkness

Ain't got nothing in common with niggas with no commas