This is a song about "Final"

Came bursting out in one final shot,

Free throws of money, bet you can’t block

So now just take your last final fucking bow

Shit, even consider stalking now

Just hung himself abruptly and his final deed was done,

I'm bout to stick the whole game up with no gun

Anyways give it up the capital the nation

6 feet deep in the ground your final destination

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

But more than not, and with prolly a whole lot less than the start

Yo, i'm seventeen, already sniffing blow

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

The final war of the whack and sick

She got the bomb, i'm talking tick tick

Last level reached and i'm the final boss

I hated, some ritalin, some white socks