This is a song about "Final"

No coach bag if i go with that, snake skin tote that cobra clutch

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

Ambitious like a politician with a final wish

I keep it funky with my misses, fuck these other bitches

With my semen and oppressed by my give a fuck less

I stare in your eyes in your final moments of death

So i guess i’m good naira,yoruba love give em my love

They'll feel horrendous in their final living seconds

As i light one for ill will

And it aint my final

Just hung himself abruptly and his final deed was done,

With a tear they try to tell me but i never listen

True, indeed, i don’t rep no block

Came bursting out in one final shot,

Family is all i need but indeed them too can run me right up a tree

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