This is a song about "Final"

The final war of the whack and sick

I dropped another classic

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

Was on my grind cause times were harder than a cellar floor

It's the apocalypse now cue the final chapter

She still don't know i made sarah to strangle her

6 feet deep in the ground your final destination

Apprehend a couple men, triple six is fuckin' sin

Can we take shots? what's your flavor? flat drinks we call a cups

They'll feel horrendous in their final living seconds

To this day i will leave you and your conscious to be the final judge

Went thru my phone saw a text, and then she wrote her a message

When our final hours die down, to fend

The day before is better than the present

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

This for my people that stressing whenever times is hard