This is a song about "Final"

I stare in your eyes in your final moments of death

My bitches ballin' to the maya moore's, yes

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

When you let that nigga grab your naked ass

Have you seen ibiza with beaches that look like eva with d cups

Final disputes for the title but i got no rivals/

They'll feel horrendous in their final living seconds

Pullin' up in trucks, carried off in a bus

When he see the jugs he will wanna rush to get a quick touch

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

First off congratulations on the win

This is your last chance, your final warning.....

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

If we gonna last more, i gotta ask for more

Last level reached and i'm the final boss

I'm an eskimo, nigga, i got cold bars