This is a song about "Final fantasy vii"

Fantasy falls apart leaving me so frustrated

I put a condom on my heart, i don't be feeling shit

In life she the wife who was right in that deep end

When our final hours die down, to fend

Now i'm working on a final project i can show

But don't get it twisted, the uzi's in the lining though

And skinny jeans ain't quite the lick

The final war of the whack and sick

In the face of adversity, i prepared a verse to see

Crackin' me up that you're havin' this laughable fantasy

And getting money is the song i sing

This is your last chance, your final warning.....

Once as a slave who imagined being free

We were livin a fantasy

Set me free, from reality, that'll be, my fantasy

A single mother with a problem child, daddy free