This is a song about "Final"

Hold your applause until the ceremony end

When our final hours die down, to fend

Money got me sagging, it really doesn't matter

Apocalypse now cue the final chapter

Killing these niggas off quick

The final war of the whack and sick

The watch cost me 2; your bitch, free

The final fatality,

6 feet deep in the ground your final destination

They wanna see a nigga lose but i’m destined to win

We popping bottles, it don't stop

Came bursting out in one final shot,

I'm just taking names, then i'm kickin' ass

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

It's the apocalypse now cue the final chapter

I guess i got to be a fucking hand-me-down rapper