This is a song about "Final"

Apocalypse now cue the final chapter

Type of life a nigga kill or go to jail for

I guess i'm leftwich cause i still get to win

6 feet deep in the ground your final destination

Final disputes for the title but i got no rivals/

Can we take shots? what's your flavor? flat drinks we call a cups

Hopped on the pulpit and told them how i was truly blessed

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

That's making revenue of a name we cherish

Ambitious like a politician with a final wish

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

So you she would hide cause she thought of me as a typical guy

My levis, they 501, my snapback is hella bent

When our final hours die down, to fend

Tell me who's as rad as us and the answer was

Last level reached and i'm the final boss