This is a song about "The end of the world"

She wanted to fight at first

I stand on top of the world

Nah for you it's the beginning of the end

Cause i was never hesitant to represent

The good kid from the ugly city

They tryna see the end of me

But keep them cigarettes away

And at the end of the day,

I can teach you all the sounds of love

I have the end goal of becomin' famous,

Momma say, you making me lose pay

Because at the end of the day,

Who baby momma's a rat, and who got killed last weekend

Give them something to live for instead of the week end,