This is a song about "Fin"

For all my homies in the pen, many peers deadniggas still ballin

And i got a girlfriend so i'm a keep lying until the verse end, fin

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

And i got a girlfriend so i'm a keep lying until the verse end, fin

So both of our imaginations are creations of the fucking situation

I snort all of them, giving me the adrenaline, to keep going this ain't fin,

As the sun fin a be in the east bound

My self-respect i leave that, in the lost and found

Blew them outta #water, with a #fin-ish blow

Heartbroken obviously, there's not tomorrow