This is a song about "Final"

But there's a devil in the ghetto tryin to tear it apart

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

And roars at hearth, the final farce, has come to pass/

Lord lord forgive us, personality clash

Takin' notes on how to win, fuckin' students

They'll feel horrendous in their final living seconds

Now i'm working on a final project i can show

And attacking faster than foes can change the channel, whoa

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

My marble floors are killing, gold cars are so relentless

And we don't stress for nothing i just press the button

Just hung himself abruptly and his final deed was done,

For multiple years, witness peers catch gunshots

Cuts ur vital parts and sparks the final shots,

I know you just doing your job

Came bursting out in one final shot,