This is a song about "This is the end of this mc"

They say i walk around like i got a s on my chest

Feel like this glory road is coming to an end

Just wait, this is not the end p

They say nothings ever free

Feel like this glory road is coming to an end

I'm at the atm, spending like i ain't paying rent

This is the end station

Catch you up on places i've been

Or will we matter? in the end, this rendition of life

Look, the illest bitch alive, reallest bitch alive

This lyrical silencer silencing any kind if mc

You is just a groupie bitch and groupie bitch, no i am sick

Guess this is the end of the whitehouse

Hundred k in twenty-two hours

Digital ten, shit get critical friend

I will tell you more,this is not the end