This is a song about "Final"

To this day i will leave you and your conscious to be the final judge

And i'm so fly i make some homebodies ?? leave the luggage

I'm mental, it's instrumental

And it aint my final

I gotta know if it's real or not

Came bursting out in one final shot,

One parent above, the other live scared

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

Yet, it is forever and a day to forgive and forget one

Just hung himself abruptly and his final deed was done,

The final fatality,

Heavy weed smoker, get ounces for free

Forever i ain't run yet and i never will

And these shots are vital,take your final,