This is a song about "Final"

Came bursting out in one final shot,

Drip drop, the angels made a pit stop

She vying for number one, tryna be number one

Just hung himself abruptly and his final deed was done,

When the cloud was cool] right after finishing my final project

They say i walk around like i got a s on my chest

Doin twenty to life in san quentingettin calls from my nigga mike tyson, ain't nuttin nice

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

Word spreads fast that your knees spread quick

The final war of the whack and sick

Cuts ur vital parts and sparks the final shots,

I hated, some ritalin, some white socks

So now just take your last final fucking bow

Look over your shoulder, i am a man now

Uptown, moco, prince george, represent

When our final hours die down, to fend