This is a song about "Final"

Now i'm working on a final project i can show

It sucks that i didn't get the chance to say hello

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

Tryin’ to bag a brother with a super bowl ring

And i ain't worried bout a damn thang, with unconditional love

Final disputes for the title but i got no rivals/

Cuts ur vital parts and sparks the final shots,

I hated, some ritalin, some white socks

This ain't the final act that ain't a lie i stay alive say i die

True to the gamei claim outlaw riderswe give a fuck what they try

Bong, vaporizer, in the sack now

So now just take your last final fucking bow

And i won't be lyin' when i say i’m a sick rapper

Apocalypse now cue the final chapter

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

I like a down-lookin, all for it, flower bomb