This is a song about "It s the end for you"

That last line i did just caused depression it ain't the end for me and aggression

She showed me affection like a drug dealer using her pocket for my protection

I am sick of women treatin' niggas like that lotto ticket

You beg me to end it now, but your gonna have to wait for it

Plus 11-99 in his muthafuckin' chest

It came so close to being the end

I hate your whole demeanor, here to end you for good like i'm the grim reaper.

I could give a fuck as long as there’s something that’s behind of her

Didn't make it through college, still debating my progress

You know they bangin' in the car harder than 808's,

Stop it if you scared

Waiting for it to end

So live it up until the end maybe you should use guns

The dilemma is, you think i got no conscience

Let's buy guns and kill those kids with dads and mom

Wait what if it was the "great"'s ghost on