This is a song about "The bitter end ofheartbreak"

You cant end early, no reward at the end

Box logo on my muthafuckin' chest

George bush got some nerve, fuck a war, we trying to serve

Littered with the bitter corpses of fallen soldiers/

Then push the milk on a slow bend

Now the raps gotta end

Riding with the chopper, like it's my friend

Now look at you vicious to the end.

Cause you know, aside from me strugglin' or coming up in one of the most

So behold these are the bitter truths of life that will forever remain untold

While his fiends for cream well exceeded the dream she once lived for

What does it taste like well the #cereal is #bitter

They robbed us in the end

Niggas in the street scared

Just know you hatin on that nigga, nigga get it straight

That the perched people will reciprocate this bitter hate/