This is a song about "Final days"

Hundred thousand worth of ice on me now

So now just take your last final fucking bow

Going for days and days unshaven

Dub a.l.e., still a son of a gun

I like my girls smart, skinny

The final fatality,

Goin’ for the grips every day ’til the grave

I've met depression on numerous days

Just remember that there's brighter days

Driving my car to a foreign place

It's the apocalypse now cue the final chapter

I never use a fork i always spoon her

I stare in your eyes in your final moments of death

Eatin nubo dishes, with my soul food princess

Curl up like big worm when i drop

Came bursting out in one final shot,