This is a song about "Final"

I'm at morgan, howard, coppen, trying to find that higher knowledge

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

And you are you too, but bitch i'm three

The final fatality,

And leave the scene the way i came herethough some people say it's crazy

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

Lets talk about the cars y'all got

Came bursting out in one final shot,

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

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

Hold your applause until the ceremony end

When our final hours die down, to fend

I'm your final save, no more need to cave, it's sure, no poor

And hell if i'm gon tell him, now shut up and play it cool

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

She gon' shake that little ass while they rain with that cash