This is a song about "Any last werdz"

The memories were to shitty to even last,

Since napster the sales been crashin' and

I'm not taking any chances

Look, i'm back like niggas on a bus

But you niggas too weak, but just give me 2 weeks and i'm good

I'm not gonna write any wack shit like any other rapper did

But the fucking bank account, any any any amount

And put another half a mil in my bank account

Celebrating without any tweet.

I mean eddie murphy, swang, gettin' married

Frigging regular mischief, yep this shit's gonna last

Auction coke to the coppers, glocks in the locker and

Snorin' in the bed with blankets cause my head spin

Killing the competition, without any permission,

Cause it'll never be the same hereso i wipe away the tears

Any time you inhale is your last, you might know, cause i take away breaths