This is a song about "Final"

And these shots are vital,take your final,

If they startcuz it's all about survival

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,

Barely breatin believin that the world is a prison

Just hung himself abruptly and his final deed was done,

And niggas slippin if they think the fucking grip is a lie

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

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

Grew up in the jungle where it's killers at war

I'm out bk with these fast girls and all my cash good i miss slow bucks

Final disputes for the title but i got no rivals/

To this day i will leave you and your conscious to be the final judge

I'm at morgan, howard, coppen, trying to find that higher knowledge

I know the world gets cold and the days get long

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