This is a song about "Final days"

I'm feelin' like i better have an answer

Apocalypse now cue the final chapter

Ambitious like a politician with a final wish

The battery packs and any bitch you ever kiss

Have you seen ibiza with beaches that look like eva with d cups

Final disputes for the title but i got no rivals/

They'll feel horrendous in their final living seconds

But i pray these everlasting groupies don't fuck up this love

Cuts ur vital parts and sparks the final shots,

Your bitch looking messy like she smoking rocks

I was alerting her just to reinsert in her

It's the apocalypse now cue the final chapter

The final war of the whack and sick

Style is patent, the measures is drastic

I stare in your eyes in your final moments of death

Body holy water blessed, i'm feeling the stress