This is a song about "That hot guy in john dies at the end"

And a nose full of chowder, he's choppin' up all the doubters see

In the end of a memory that vanished rapidly

But you know i control your soul, motherfucker do what your told

Wielding a potato at that the end of the rainbow with a pot o' gold

Wit’ some killers and everybody know who we are

But now in the end i understand that it made me tougher

Bad bitches onlybig bank rolldo it like tonyfuck her friend

Like a flick i'm sittin' in knowin' that i die at the end

In the limelight being red hot

True, indeed, i don’t rep no block

And mack maine rap, sing and manage, uhit's young moolah baby

But the net that you uuuuused to pull me in reallymade me hot see.

Niggas in the street scared

It's just me, in the end

I'm going to bury you in this box i made outta your own kitchen table

It's to hot to be a guy that makes it all experiences we had painful