The Ends Rejjie Snow (Ft. Jesse James Solomon)

[Verse 1: Rejjie Snow]
I'm strolling down the street (I'm strolling down the street)
I'm just tryna fucking eat (I'm just tryna fucking eat)
Yeah, I'm strolling down the street (I said I'm strolling down the street)
Yeah, I'm just tryna fucking eat (I'm just tryna fucking eat)
(Shut the fuck up, shut the fuck up)
Tell my lover I'm impatient (I'm impatient)
Kick the desk between the vinyl so you play it (so you play it)
And I ain't pulling out cus pussy made me famous (it really did)
And I'm the sweetest guy but tryna see you naked (tryna see you)
And we the goofiest, and loving you is basic (so basic)
I transform and be the greatest rapper, baby (I be the God)
And broken bottles, all this money that you making
Pop goes the weasel (Pop)
How now, brown cow? My weapons all illegal (all illegal)
I feel so lonely, I'm so sad, sad, smoking faces
I feel so scrawny, and so bony, I ain't eating bacon
And all these rappers say they know me but I'm feeling hated
And when I die, I'm finna fly to where the grass Jamaican
And we can be some Masons, and we can study greatness
I bet the afro is black and the Panthers shall awaken
And when this evidence is evident I never shake it
I took this brand new phone, and I deleted faces
I don't believe in Satan (I don't)
The crucifix is painted (it is)