This is a song about "Final"

6 feet deep in the ground your final destination

The world should turn as soon as my records spin

Ceremony with all my homies, i'm suicidal

And these shots are vital,take your final,

Now the dashboard is wooden from a hard-tangled grammar

Apocalypse now cue the final chapter

Final disputes for the title but i got no rivals/

Wish you niggas father understood where the condom was

This is like riding through the city

The final fatality,

You're the reason i can stand tall, me and my girlfriend

When our final hours die down, to fend

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

This for my people that stressing whenever times is hard

Ambitious like a politician with a final wish

And a finger in the middle that i leave em with