This is a song about "Start to finish"

Waiting for you to finish your little rap shenanigans

But somethin' was always missin' like six digits

Starring at the pad wondering how to start

Fed ain't dumb but they sittin' in the cold dark

My name hold weight and you don't really keep the bar raised

Enemies wanting to finish me, mind your self as a saint,

Bitch, i'm here to finish you

Watching for the cops that's moving through

To straighten his lane and finish the game,

Thoughts, cause you're an outsider tryna get in brain

Im speedy finish first you always second place to me

Rearrange yo rocks you got a gang of friends, money

This what it sound like if i sent my dad letters

Bf king is ready to finish the verse,