This is a song about "Final"

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

By those that were slow as molasses, take this shit to school

And a finger in the middle that i leave em with

Ambitious like a politician with a final wish

They can't deal with me, i got a deal now

So now just take your last final fucking bow

And it aint my final

Lady at the frank stand will

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

The pigs fly away in the morning

And they ain’t fucking with the kid like chris hansen in the kitchen

Just hung himself abruptly and his final deed was done,

Nickel bag full of sess weed laced with hash

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

Got police chasen meto my niggas from old blocks

Cuts ur vital parts and sparks the final shots,