This is a song about "Final"

Just hung himself abruptly and his final deed was done,

Where people run on the scene and people don't see your vision

Ambitious like a politician with a final wish

If ya’ll about to hate then alleviate the diss

I can't take a big l, my city needs me, i gotta win

6 feet deep in the ground your final destination

Ceremony with all my homies, i'm suicidal

And these shots are vital,take your final,

The final war of the whack and sick

Ho's, got a list, but i gotta pick

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

But money never lasts, in fact it's only last

Cuts ur vital parts and sparks the final shots,

See my team has hella cars, i got a couple knots

Niggas will find a way to tweak it till the art's gone

So this to you, i present, is my final song.