Ends Once upon a time , I told this story on later mention its my breaking time , no am on the news with new intentions think I gat a vacant pass to say am on a mission I dornt believe in luck , , focused I gat all that wisdom born in the hood , gat my blood soaking with that vision To pull my self from the Ends and finally face my freedom Cos am tired of pleasing them all , am just trying to rise above this is a level that I hoped that why put my fucken soul Focused on my pen , trying to leave them fings like wap and gats , but haters starting a beef my instincts can't have a man keep talking shit and in facts they have not leave in the Ends like I did hands like a budda , I bring the peace to his temple Never start a war I can't fucken finish never took a turn I can't fucken dismiss I just built like a beast cos am focused when am feasting Nearly overdosed on pills gotta pull my self together Almost lost my mind, I was mentally unstable took that fucken trads ease my pain it was fucken crazy but I remember juice , a legend and saw how he lace it.. Gatta flush them pills and currently am so fucken sober Gatta stand my grounds and fucken say this is over Coming back to the game , my pen like a fucken grenade with hits that dornt miss Am a walking nova So how can I inspire my fans , if I am always seen too broken how can I put food on the table , if my health not coping I have been seen in hood with waps and skengs but the fact is that Aint gonna lead to changes All it brings is violence The poverty rate increasing by the minute The rich get richer the poor get poorer. what are they doing about it Thry dornt give an f about ur tax fees that why the trench remain a trash bin And thats it