This is a song about "Final"

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

And niggas slippin if they think the fucking grip is a lie

Had to get my utmost feeted sleep cause

Last level reached and i'm the final boss

Even in your final act, such an ultimate crime, they have faith in you, a sound belief,

Doin twenty to life in san quentingettin calls from my nigga mike tyson, ain't nuttin nice

We gotta search our soul to find out, what we're after

Apocalypse now cue the final chapter

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

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

Came bursting out in one final shot,

Fuck that job been around that block

I'm tryna follow money, she tryna fall in love

Final disputes for the title but i got no rivals/

I'm mental, it's instrumental

And it aint my final