This is a song about "Round ending"

Then you put fertilizer, lyin, spread the shit around

Of objects in the distance going round and round

I spun that motherfucker round and round

I turn my music down so you won’t hear a sound

Trapped in a never-ending barrage of hopelessness/

Cause i walk around with pockets that are bigger than my bus

We're goin' straight to the ending

Let my angel sing

Ending their sentence with a full stop./

Pawning my chain in the shop

So, suicide i perceive, before i slide on that ring

But every day im still closer to ending

Keep the party turned round

I drive that all around

At 1 minute and 17 seconds, is when this rap i'm ending

Hold up now don’t get it twisted, i ain't hating, do your thing