This is a song about "Final"

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

Catch me rolling with kelly or at the hilton with paris

I stare in your eyes in your final moments of death

Now you probably wishing that you would have said yes

That happen to act like a black president

When our final hours die down, to fend

And whack hoes hatin' on key out in public

The final war of the whack and sick

The hot-box vehicle like breathing out the window

Now i'm working on a final project i can show

If we gonna last more, i gotta ask for more

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

6 feet deep in the ground your final destination

Now me, tony, g, and tre got the keys to the nation

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

But now that we're free, let's be gone, you got me blazing high