This is a song about "Hitler explaining the final solution"

Apocalypse now cue the final chapter

Money got me sagging, it really doesn't matter

So the solution was hell, diluted in spells of confusin' myself

Since i ain't in many penitentiaries the best revenge is fuck friends

What about the lost solution

Where god at? i need to call him

Here i go again, falling in love

The solution to all my problems

Final disputes for the title but i got no rivals/

I'm in new york now, like akeem and semmi was

The hitler of my youth, when i get on the mic and gas the truth

Ain't none of my niggas crip, and we giving niggas the blues

And i hear em feeling my florida swagger

It's the apocalypse now cue the final chapter

Cuts ur vital parts and sparks the final shots,

I let you know you dealing with dogs