The Ends - Rejjie Snow, Jesse James Solomon

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)

Yo spit this shit J, let them know what they be missin'

Aight, say nuttin'

But I mean really let them know what they be missin' (laugh)

Since '04 we be doing this shit, nigga

Trust

My boy I’m dipping through the ends, nigga, hit me up round 10

I got a ting, she’s peng and I think she got a friend

Now I’m dippin through the streets, nigga, tryna flip a key

Them niggas off a bean man, how they sleeping on the pen?

I got dumped by my ex and I ain’t tryna make amends

Being single makes some sense

We in the igloo and we listenin to Rej

All the snow got these bitches on the edge

I said them niggas isn’t me, I told her I can barely breathe

When I’m sketching over canvas, make the messiest of sheets

I feel like Ethiopian, I feel like I am king