This is a song about "Race to the end"

That happen to act like a black president

But i want to be friends forever, to the end

To the end like you know

Call me whatever joe

To the end like you know

At this love thing toe to toe

I’m stuntin’ the ferragamo, i’m running that medal pace

Steady pacing against the clock, i’ve got to win this race,

So, why don't you fucking wipe that stupid look on your face

Now u don't have a face to save, so don't be mad you lost the race

What's the deal with the nets though

To the end like you know

Now look at you vicious to the end.

Half your body laying on my chest

Fuckin' maggots, to pace, race, hit you in the face!

That he felt when he dealt with the physiological phase