This is a song about "Finish life"

They gettin chips, they flippin bricks

Finish the day with joints on our lips

Guess im ahead of my time

Let them sail to finish line,

Why i'm living keep a pistol just to keep you alive

To expose all the secrets and truths, and finish my life and times,

Now, nigga, it’s the prince

I'll let u finish the sentence

Cause now you got me hopped up on that

We started this, we gotta finish it/

I'm high as fuck and i didn't call for all this

And i don’t even think i'm gon finish

Bitch, i'm here to finish you

I'm here tryin' to pull you through

When am i gonna finish this?

It's a beautiful bliss