This is a song about "Things ending with at"

There won't be ending when i'm coming at you, i'm swinging

When i write rhymes i go blind and let the lord do his thing

So things work my way,and with the rules that ive kept

Kill 'em all, o.f. is what i represent

Ending their sentence with a full stop./

Would they mind? umm, well, of course not

No one can judge the things i do at all

Drawers by bad broads whenever the curtains call

Hold up now don’t get it twisted, i ain't hating, do your thing

At 1 minute and 17 seconds, is when this rap i'm ending

I sit alone discussing things with my evil twin,

Make the front popand hit the three wheel motion

Enhancing things randomly like connections with my family

Everybody watching while you touching real money