This is a song about "Final"

Cuts ur vital parts and sparks the final shots,

I hated, some ritalin, some white socks

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

Money got me pulling strings, i got that geppetto dough

Meka scary, turn his white ass to a jim carrey twin

6 feet deep in the ground your final destination

Just hung himself abruptly and his final deed was done,

I never quit it, the youngest one of my mother's children

And they wonder why these california earthquakes hit so hard

I've got your final symphony planned out, in tune with a harp

And it aint my final

As i light one for ill will

True to the gamei claim outlaw riderswe give a fuck what they try

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

Sometimes you buy the ring, with no problems you will love

Final disputes for the title but i got no rivals/