This is a song about "My endz"

My leisure, my pleasure, my light, my love, my measure

This what it sound like if i sent my dad a letter

Cause i'll be honest: i ain't tryna be a victim of the projects

Dont lie sayig your from the endz, i dont give a fuck about you or your friends

My own unknown is my enemy,

Once as a slave who imagined being free

This is my original, my validation

Thought you was a cutie, though your booty mad thin

Grab my knife and my gun

And i listen to common

My demeanor, thirty years my senior

And i'm not bragging, i'mma be in her

See my pain through my eyes,

Sky high, iced out paradise

You're my hero, my idol, my inspiration

You killed the nigga, i stole a bible, is that a sin