This is a song about "Final"

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

Got them thugs with me, yeah, we about that business

Final disputes for the title but i got no rivals/

I'm in new york now, like akeem and semmi was

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

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

Sk for dinner and forget to floss

Last level reached and i'm the final boss

Dreamy little bastard, i done ran outta luck now

So now just take your last final fucking bow

I'm tryna feel the vibe of mona lisa, studying art

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

And i'm so fly i make some homebodies ?? leave the luggage

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

Find your number in my phone and don't know what be goin wrong

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