This is a song about "Final"

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

Unlike them other niggas, i got itt la-di-da-di, welcome to my house party

And i can't breath when i'm high cause the airs too thin

6 feet deep in the ground your final destination

With my semen and oppressed by my give a fuck less

I stare in your eyes in your final moments of death

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,

Just hung himself abruptly and his final deed was done,

I could spend a whole damn advance on some kicks and some pants son

The final war of the whack and sick

Go crazy when she hear music

The final fatality,

Let me rideuntil i get free

Cuts ur vital parts and sparks the final shots,

Now my watch fruity colors like trix in a box