This is a song about "Final"

Got pills all on my phone, these niggas know i’m wrong

So this to you, i present, is my final song.

The final war of the whack and sick

And skinny jeans ain't quite the lick

Cause everybody know all of my niggas with me skipped school

I'm your final save, no more need to cave, it's sure, no poor

‘cause i’m addicted and you the drug, cold turkey? no sir

It's the apocalypse now cue the final chapter

I stare in your eyes in your final moments of death

She glammed up behind that eyeliner i know there's tears

Hoes show me love, niggas give me props

Last level reached and i'm the final boss

Air baggage claim awaiting miss thang outta st. louis

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

So you she would hide cause she thought of me as a typical guy

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