This is a song about "Its my last verse"

That's why it hurts, my rhyming, never wrote a mindless verse,

There was a time when they hated all the southern rappers

Straight bad bitches i run, through

So its time for verse two

Haha,i'm joking,it's my soul talking in this verse,

When you making a difference it's gone be haters

Mind deceives its shine. last of its kind, tries to leave its past behind.

I give up my light like an interracial couple wit a child

Come here to picture how he bumping his fist

On when the last strand collapsed to its lowest

At an extremly alarming rate

I made my last fucking mistake.

She always in my mind when i write every single verse.

Africa and europe, it's a small world we truly neighbors

To every verse of my rap

There's crack, there's crack