This is a song about "Any last words"

Last chance came last time now we're through,

I wanna be next to you

Reincarnated bitch even worse than before

So the last words she heard from me was the door

That try to chase these skirts

I just don't have the words

It's sure to be the last

And i can write a hook fast

Shout out bobby on hundreds

Guess i'll just throw my words/

Don't understand any of those words,

You hear the words coming from my lips bastards

Yeah talking boutbad bitch,good weed,purple drank

Frigging regular mischief, yep this shit's gonna last

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

And nearly choked when he'd tell me not to smokedaaamn, don't get me started