This is a song about "To the end"

It ain't nothing though

To the end like you know

My nigga for life though

To the end like you know

Drunk white girls the only way i'll get my dick sucked

To which end you're hitting the pavement

And have them peoples leakin' like they cd isn't mastered

In hope to sever the curse and end all the hurt

But tried to be fair, even at the end,

Box logo on my muthafuckin' chest

For four hundred plus yearsyou should be scared

Now look at you vicious to the end.

To the end like you know

This shit ain't nothing new though

Might as well get it off yo’ chest

All the good things do come to an end