This is a song about "Final"

The final war of the whack and sick

Ain't nothing changed since the sadder day, dig

Apocalypse now cue the final chapter

And i won't be lyin' when i say i’m a sick rapper

It's the apocalypse now cue the final chapter

But compliment her tits and then its off to hump her

Cause i chose to puff a blunt and drink a beer with my homiesbefore we find world peace

Even in your final act, such an ultimate crime, they have faith in you, a sound belief,

Final disputes for the title but i got no rivals/

Every time she catch feelings she go throw away the gloves

And it aint my final

I'm mental, it's instrumental

That passed on, they in heaven, found peace at last

And roars at hearth, the final farce, has come to pass/

But now that we're free, let's be gone, you got me blazing high

This ain't the final act that ain't a lie i stay alive say i die