This is a song about "Final"

Conversations on the phone til the break of dawn

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

Couple of wet whips that i ride like yachts

Cuts ur vital parts and sparks the final shots,

They hurting against a cypher's feat, from first to final, the guy to beat is me

That's gon' make it hard to smile in the futurebut through whatever you see

I just ride for my niggas and give the bitches the business

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

Last level reached and i'm the final boss

Like i'm only serving 20 rocks

They'll feel horrendous in their final living seconds

Have you seen ibiza with beaches that look like eva with d cups

Heavy weed smoker, get ounces for free

The final fatality,

On trial for possession of some chronic

The final war of the whack and sick