This is a song about "Final"

Late nights and early flights, rushing right now

So now just take your last final fucking bow

6 feet deep in the ground your final destination

That's because thats these compton streets was built not to win

Cut the commercial, he be texting all the side bitches

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

The final war of the whack and sick

Fitted, legitted, hardwood classic

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

Bad bitches onlybig bank rolldo it like tonyfuck her friend

I'll touch slap her, dap her, plus clap her

Apocalypse now cue the final chapter

Just hung himself abruptly and his final deed was done,

I ain't no emo nigga, i do not lean on women

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

True to the gamei claim outlaw riderswe give a fuck what they try