This is a song about "Final"

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,

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

For him to be true is all you ask but i'm foolish

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

Shit on anybody with opinions, you dead wrong

I like my girls smart, skinny

The final fatality,

Hey, who dat, who dat? that nigga you been waiting for

It's the apocalypse now cue the final chapter

All she thinking bout is how to take his last

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

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

True to the gamei claim outlaw riderswe give a fuck what they try

They hurting against a cypher's feat, from first to final, the guy to beat is me

And leave the scene the way i came herethough some people say it's crazy