This is a song about "Final"

I've got your final symphony planned out, in tune with a harp

I want that title but they got me fighting under card

I don't need your girl. man i got a lot

Came bursting out in one final shot,

Together all the timethought it was true love

Final disputes for the title but i got no rivals/

Ceremony with all my homies, i'm suicidal

And these shots are vital,take your final,

I stare in your eyes in your final moments of death

At the tender age of 12, and you feel that no one cares

I get her once i bet you keep coming back for more

Racing down rainbow road, on my way to the final four

Yeah they call me gucci, but i'mma buy you louis

I will find my wizard of oz, find the final cause for this

Cuts ur vital parts and sparks the final shots,

I'm from a cocaine block, with some plain clothes cops