This is a song about "Survive to the end"

Made a nigga have to spit to survive

If it's not tell them bitches take a hike, word life

My mona lisa painting on the wall came to life

Whilst he strive's, he thrive's, he's alive and that's the key to survive,

When things went wrong we'd blame mamai reminisce on the stress i caused, it was hell

He must travel to hell, wait, survive the rotten smell, wait, then ring a bell

Ok you think a nigga shallow

To the end like you know

But i want to be friends forever, to the end

Riding with the chopper, like it's my friend

Hop in and let me test drive

How are you going to survive?

To end up on the news

High as shit, i’m in a booth

Now look at you vicious to the end.

My levis, they 501, my snapback is hella bent