This is a song about "Final chat"

And it aint my final

As i light one for ill will

If doing it is wrong, i don’t wanna be right

We hang at school and chat every night

And served it to the public on a silver platter

It's the apocalypse now cue the final chapter

I'mma drop you off home quickly

The final fatality,

Make a mess outta tracks, got my hat back

Ive had three girlfriends on roulette of chat

I'd rather have me no job than no heart

Chat so much shit you should speak threw a fart

Been teased by the devil, hated in rappad chat

My name trouble i'm a blessing to rap

Always ask to video chat first, and always suspect the worst,

Care to tell, i read your mind, she been on them dollars first