This is a song about "Aproching the finish line"

Writing line after line i never quit, finish the lyrics now its time to spit.

Bet i get it quick lick make it backflip outta town with some how you gonna act shit

Pad on the heel that's a passion of mine

Your laying lives out on the line.

I just ride for my niggas and give the bitches the business

I grab the bullet, pack it in my gun, send it and finish,

Fightin through with our rhymes to the finish line is just the first test

Selling my assets, i'm so damn illegal that i need to be arrest

Archetypical menace, impeccable to the finish//

With an impending mixtape that only seems like a myth

It was just fate cause it wasn't my time

Let them sail to finish line,

I've become immune to you no name haters

Bf king is ready to finish the verse,

Chasing money in the city of crime

Till i shine at the finish line/