This is a song about "Final"

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

When he see the jugs he will wanna rush to get a quick touch

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

People are starving, you talking bout balling

Cuts ur vital parts and sparks the final shots,

Bail was a quarter mill, they put me in a box

When the cloud was cool] right after finishing my final project

Young strugglersracing the clockain't no telling when it all can end

There she go, just what the doc's been lookin for

It's the apocalypse now cue the final chapter

I stare in your eyes in your final moments of death

Didn't make it through college, still debating my progress

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

The money gets closer when you seem to be grindin' more

When our final hours die down, to fend

I guess that’s why all of these niggas get bent