This is a song about "Conclusion"

But buy a .44, blasting at playa haterswanting more with a thug passion

Lack execution i fail but no conclusion in need of a revolution

And put your ankles in some boards and pissy water for fun

But i swear to god imma finish you, and this is my conclusion

Hey, don't do anything that i say in this song, okay? it's fuckin' fiction

That shit i wrote for my conclusion, i hope my point was brought into fruition

This leaves me to one conclusion, standing out is not a warrant.

Waiting on mom to bring me the aspirin from a trampoline jump

Im the mc fusion, with no empty conclusion

I'm finna break this blunt down and burn me up one

See i tried to spread the d, welcome to my run and gun

Nearing the conclusion so it's time to start the fusion

Basically my conclusion is that your care for the world is counterfeit

Here's my heart you can hold it, i won't need it on this road trip

I'll touch slap her, dap her, plus clap her

So in conclusion to give some closure