This is a song about "Final"

When you let that nigga grab your naked ass

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

Last level reached and i'm the final boss

A fuck that we will never give is like our pops

The final war of the whack and sick

P.s eh i ain't trying to nit pick

You're the reason i can stand tall, me and my girlfriend

When our final hours die down, to fend

The final fatality,

I delete they history

I just ride for my niggas and give the bitches the business

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

Final disputes for the title but i got no rivals/

Stay gold, stray old, maturing means that your life sucks

I stare in your eyes in your final moments of death

I swear to give you nothing less, nothing less