This is a song about "Final"

As i light one for ill will

And it aint my final

Hold your applause until the ceremony end

When our final hours die down, to fend

At the tender age of 12, and you feel that no one cares

I stare in your eyes in your final moments of death

Cuts ur vital parts and sparks the final shots,

Trying to move foward, though it never stops

Love our conversation but it’s late right now

So now just take your last final fucking bow

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

Bad bitches onlybig bank rolldo it like tonyfuck her friend

If they startcuz it's all about survival

And these shots are vital,take your final,

She bend it over, make that thing look like a work of art

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