This is a song about "Not he end"

My heart too dark, i’m so gone, delete my phone

At the end of the day he just wants to go home

I'm looking not to end our lives as little fuckin' ditch diggers,

You send me beats via email, i'mma send them back in a hearse

He has his way, but he's not fulfilled

Ill as a blood born pathogen to the killed

He pretends not to hear, he pretends not to be offended when people stare.

And i would never walk in the shadow that never was really there

Guess i'll meet her right back at start

He can sing, not ripped apart,

Then called her dickface, she call the connect

But he was lifeless, not a pulse left

He gets what he wants, he's not afraid of threats.

Odd future leaving even niggas in past tense