This is a song about "Final fantasy vii"

Don’t wanna have me then somebody will

And these shots are vital,take your final,

Stuntin' for the fuck of it, i ain't with the sucka' shit

Fantasy falls apart leaving me so frustrated

Third ward general, young cash money

That is my wish, my fantasy.

Either that or they 4:4, some call them fantastic

The final war of the whack and sick

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

Shawty look half indian and never say a thing

And you don’t understand my slang my colloquial’s lovely

The rest of ya'll live inside a delusional fantasy

I guess that’s why all of these niggas get bent

When our final hours die down, to fend

We were livin a fantasy

It's a battlejust for tha big money